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Saturday, December 25, 2010

What matters?

Matter matters
is the patter
that rains down
on our crowns
but concealed
waiting 
to be revealed
came down
and appealed 
to our 
better 
nature.

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Considering the Garden of Eden -- again

Earth? Earth mother? Sophia? What have you created? Considering the Garden of Eden story, I was thinking that this would be the time and place when dualism was born. For better or worse. Of course everyone seems to latch onto the idea of Original Sin and won’'t let go, the believers spin and weave in attempts to make sense of the idea, while nonbelievers point to the unreasonable idea that a god would take the misdeed of an innocent and make the innocent guilty, and further, punish the guilty, and atop that, punish all humankind forever more. I think both sides fail to grasp the symbolism of this story. First of all, without humans, not only does the concept of good and evil not make sense, but in all of nature it is absent. In all of nature (apart from humans) only “good” and “nothingness” exists. Bad doesn’'t exist, for everything in nature seeks to exploit it’s own potential to live and replicate. That either happens or doesn’'t happen. You might think of all nature as one big organism that exists, and exists only because each part that makes up the “all-nature” live and die to provide another part of “all-nature” with energy to do the same. Nothing is “bad” because in “all-nature” adaptation to prevent extinction is the only goal (if "goal" exists without humans) and total extinction would be the only "“bad”" possible. Yet again, even extinction couldn’'t be “bad” in a humanless and Godless “all-nature,” for in such a universe, everything just is. Or just isn’'t. No matter. For to matter requires intelligence to create the idea of mattering and not mattering.

I think the Garden of Eden, this metaphor, explains the need for intelligence, for awareness, for self awareness, before the ideas (and concepts) of good and bad/evil can exist. Adam (aka mankind) before gaining knowledge of self awareness (or if you prefer, evolution before the brain/mind developed self awareness) was as innocent as a tiger pouncing upon a lamb and ripping it to shreds for a meal. Without self-awareness, “pre-humans” did whatever was required in order to live another day and replicate. After self-awareness (Original Sin) humans became aware of their every action and the consequences of these actions and further became aware that life and replication at whatever cost was no longer possible, for the new brain/mind was not only aware of each action, the consequences of the action, but also if the action had a good or bad value. And for the first time "“bad”" had a meaning other than failure to survive, the human brain/mind continued to develop this concept of “bad” until it became a powerful force that identifies all that would or could harm the individual, the family, the group, the environment around the group, and today the entire earth. These are things that no other life/creature can think, humans not only think, but can act upon these abstract thoughts. And so in the story Adam and Eve with full self awareness watched as their sons fought and one became a murderer and the other a victim of murder. Good and evil sprang to life as if it were an entity, a concept so powerful that not one human evermore can return to that Garden of Eden, that ignorant state of innocence where good and bad have no meaning. Or so it seems to me.

Ommmmmm...

The eclipse of night

Bedtime stories
are the quarry
woven tales
knots and twists
that repel
wakeful minds
too confined
and resigned
to
everyday
thoughts.

But chasing shadows
in the night
like a dream
oh so bright
slowly dim
as the flight
of fancy
gives way
to tangerines
and dusky oranges
that make
for juicy
daybreak
tales.

Sunday, December 05, 2010

One and All

Intertwined
we are
even when afar
we are
you and I
we are
but one
we are
when 
life
unites us
and you
and I
become.

Thinking big bang thoughts

I close my eyes
trying to imagine 
all the stars
that fill the sky
and ever so slowly
I return them to
until the thimble 
is full.

And that's 
just
the beginning.

The Martin Buber Slam

I and Thou
is the how
but then you growl

You think Tao?
or one be
a skeleton key?
that unlocks
the tick
that talks?
while in rhyme
to the chime
of cosmic time?
Oh I think
better yet
my mind a plough
to divide
the here and now
in tiny collections
for inspections
looking for
the hidden core
heretofore
unaccounted for!

And I reply
could be a lie
to always try
yet misapply
observations
for
truth.

Truth?
I howl
wiser ask
a hoot owl.

And so
I do.