Here's a Buddhist quote. By the way, i'm not Buddhist and don't believe in reincanation, but i think there's something to be said for death and rebirth along the roads of morality and life, in this VERY life! ;) and as for "spiritual paths" , i take it merely as meaning a path where one searches for truth and seeks to establish balance in their relationships with others, or something along those lines... :)
"The road is long for the weary as is the night long for those who cannot sleep.
Longer STILL is the cycle of birth and death for those not following a spiritual path."
Basically, my advice for any type of person who is humble enough to consider themselves a psychonaut-spiritual novice, is that you may reach a point, after having becoming "experienced" in the immortal words of Hendrix (with various psychedelics, or any life experiences) where the greatest thing to do in life is to simply eat, work, sleep, breathe, shit and get yer rocks off, and where notions of who you might think you are or want to be, or what you might have accomplished or want to accomplish, become not inconsequential as such, but just part of the package, and not something to obsess about and worry about, or become inordinately attached to. This is the so-called reconciliation of dual mind-frames that brings the subjective and objective into union and reconciliation, and permits the spiritual being to focus henceforth on actually being of help in various ways to yourself and to others, the so-called Way of the Boddhisattva..... in which i have again DIFFERENCES of thought with the Buddhists with regards to chastity and hedonism, in that i believe that getting yer rocks off regularly through modest doses (or heroic, to each their own!) doses of mind-expanding substances and sexual activities and generally expressing oneself verbally and physically and BEING a karma-bound human leads to mental and physical health and renewal. :)
CHEERS!
RD
yes, even the mundane is transcendent. Chop wood, carry water, pump blood, breathe, grab ass... 8)
Totally.......... THIS..... IS....... It
Saw a bumper sticker said "I'd rather be here now"
The direction of this thread reminds me of an incident at the recent Phil Lesh show at the Fillmore in Denver.....
The vibe had gotten pretty heavy right off the bat and by the end of the second song I headed up to the balcony to get comfortable. I felt like a big cat crawling into the open space behind tstt and susie. There I curled up on my side and got ready for the ride. Soon the jam was deep enough that I found my face stuck to the floor. And right about then I tuned into the conversation of the peeps next to tstt. He was telling her how much she would enjoy the stidio version of the song being played on stage the next day when she visited his apartment. Meanwhile, I'm not sure that they ever noticed the melted pile of gue that was me - two melted cb's, puddled behind them. Breaker breaker one nine, I'm looking for ring-mastah-ree, do you copy?
Over...
lw
..".can't wait to go home and develop this film, and see what it looks like".......quote from some evil tourists
JRL said it......... 8)
Damn, sorry I missed it. I need to get out more.
Anyway, to the topic at hand.
*shrug* I really have nothing to say, other than that I miss feeling close to god.
I found no comfort in peeling the skin of the onion to find the empty core, all it taught me was the journey is meaningless.
I guess I'm feeling Kafkaesque as of late. The irony is I can't remember a time when things were better for me. I found a life mate, I'm graduating from college, and as a result of the immenent death of my last remaining grandparent, my mom will be financially set for life.
Ah, the quote machine just kicked in.
"As the pattern becomes more intricate and subtle, being swept along is no longer enough." - - some dude from the film "Waking Life."
I have NOT reconciled my dreams with my reality. I know who I am and who I'm supposed to be but I feel like I'll never get there. Thus is the paradox of existence I suppose, but I still lack the comfort with it I once have. Completion of the mundane is making me MORE anxious about life.
It doesn't help being surrounded by the bad vibes in this country, either. Even the gurus have become cliché. Turning inward I see nothing that gives me solice, turning outward I watch a once proud nation destroy itself. I'm beginning to think that egolessness is for the spineless. It is your duty to make as many big waves as possible on this earth in your short time, karma be damned. Now thats not to say one shouldn't be responsible and act in accordance with a sense of ethical and moral propritey, but ACT for crissake.
Sorry, I didn't really have a point, but it feels good to babble, so perhaps that is the point.