Strange Days

strange days
If we don't get these next few things right, Humanity as we know it won't survive. What a time to live in.

The struggle to survive could end up as close to every citizen alive as when we were all living in caves. Different of course... It's possible we won't have easy access to clean, public sources of water. We'll have to line up at the Coke or Pepsi factory. We'll need to get oxygen from Air Co. Our food, well... that's the point, isn't it. The world is getting hungrier and demand could soon outstrip supply.

On to other, admittedly more interesting subjects... Stories are of great importance to a growing, learning, evolving society. Stories give us examples of events that can mean something to the listener. They can shine a bright light on an idea, person, or other symbolic object. If the stories about him, and what he said are true, Jesus was among this universe's best work.

God's Son? That part is unknowable, and highly unlikely. I wonder at Mary's ability to look her husband in the eye and tell him it wasn't his kid, and that she was still a virgin. But whatever part of it is history and what parts of those events are mutually agreed upon legend, is not important. What's important are the things that were said.

Words like soul, and spirit, are abstract concepts but ones that should also not be thrown around ill-defined, lest we be misunderstood. The worst thing that could happen to a conversation is to be misunderstood. Still, some things in the conceptual space are difficult to nail down. Like, thinking about what happens to us when we die, or the feeling of seeing a beautiful sunrise.

In order to examine the possibility of any sort of organized pattern of energy existing beyond this life, it's perceptions and attachments, the energy cannot be left undefined. So;

Mind: The structure of thoughts. The web of our consciousness, and the cognitive driving force behind every kind of creation decision that comes from a living creature, most prominantly on Earth, humans.

Spirit: That which makes us who we are. Our public and private personality(s) along with the experiences that form the soul. Which brings us to;

Soul: The essence of our being. The perceptual time and possible reality space that we take part in on this precious adventure called life.

To understand the underlying patterns of energy in the body of a conscious being is the purest pursuit in the investigation of the human soul. To reproduce them artificially is the dream of futurists and technologists (and cyborgs) everywhere.

Seek not enlightenment, it must come to you.

The patterns inside us, can not only be felt, but also it correlates with concentrations in points of exchange and transference in the body. The sex, belly, the heart, the brain. With discipline and effort of the will, they can be called upon to supply force. Though the force can diminish if concentration is lost, the essence of it remains always. A warm glow, or dim spark. We, you and me, can retreat into it when one needs. And the way is dark and cramped, we can come back to it, and it will get us through, though we may still take some cuts and bruises. Realize your emotions are meaningful when it comes to your body. The energy flows hot inside you and it can be release it outwards. Once released, it's effect spreads to the limits of the mind.

If the adult consciousness is like a spotlight shining on some thing, the baby mind is more like a lantern shining in all directions.

When we are born, we are therefor much more conscious than adults. As we grow older, through childhood and adolescence, and our minds form semi-permanent pathways. Maleable like plastic when the spotlight shines upon their general or specific expertise.

Thoughts and ideas form that can only be broken by irregular thoughts. Your mind and mine reach out with powerful mental "limbs" into all sorts of places. Both physically and cognitively. What may happen to the body's sense in our life, that part of the mind does not simply disappear. It either gets "saved" with "backup" copies. There are traces ancient and prehistorical in every mind. DNA is information, stored molecular patterns.

The blind and deaf single cell, so minuscule yet complex still, is hard to empathize with but, it too, is conscious in a way speaking. According to some stories, you existed as one once.

On the topic of reincarnation; On a personal note, Buddhists and I do not share the same faith. Not because I don't think it's possible but just that it's impossible to observe or reproduce in the lab or even on the greaseboard.

Take care of each other.