Monday, December 24, 2007

Well, in the nature of experimentation and communication, I am beginning this blog.

In the past, these rants may have found thier way to any number of different folks on my email list. Some of the guidelines that I set for myself there will govern my writing here: First do no harm. Hard to quantify how much harm words can do but harm they do. So no hostile, vicious words. If frustration and anger need be expressed, do so without attack.

Saying "I am angry about the way x affected y" is less incendiary than "xs are a stain upon human dignity, and ys have a right to reparation." Restraint is used to trivialize and segment negative energy. Think of speaking of evil in tight lipped, minimal ways. The devil gets enough due without using my flapping lips as a windmill.

But [big cheesy grin] let the converse be true. Shout out the good news. Use words like a teenage girl, in all the extremes and exclamations. OMG!!! Rejoice at the flower in the weeds, see the light inspite. Miracles occur, the world is changing at an increasing rate. As we are awed and thrilled by the sensations, let wisdom ask: where when and how does the ride end? Is it possible for those of us who are sick of it, to get off?

And back to the nature of the posts, the questions. Ask the questions--reframe the words and ask again. A question may push back the curtains on a closed mind. We are certainly (I at least am) programmed to want to find out answers.

I ask questions, sometimes to know about who answers what more than any linear factual myth. That is, if I ask you, then it is your answer, not the answer that I want. Varying perspectives hone our triangulation towards truth. It seems, so that universal objective truth can be partially revealled in quiet contemplation.

If I ask in general, question the cosmos, then those who step forward hearing become new harbingers, they can tell thier story and give thier answer. Or ask their questions.

My mornings are drenched in caffine and herbal intoxicants and my fingers fly some mornings as if they were piloted from above. Today I ask "Is the emperor wearing clothes?"