2-18-12 Kin 161 5 Imix

Hammer, Nails, Screws, Hinges Lay upon a Carpenter’s Bench: What We do With What we Got!

We, as human beings, continually move, interpret, analyze and transform information. We are curious creatures who will not be satisfied with yesterday’s ideas. We want to know more; motivated to investigate all of the probable avenues accessible to us, we will discover for ourselves what’s what and who’s who doing what’s what. With the advent of the technological computer age, the verifiable ‘road to mindful recognition’ beckons. We are learning, with eager anticipation, that the way we choose to educate ourselves determines the depth and breadth of our particular existence. No longer does ‘hear say’ do it for us. We are propelled to strip the veil of traditional acceptance to expose what lies beneath.

We are no longer afraid to enter unknown territory at our own risk. In fact, we relish the idea of exploring those areas, that at one time, may have been thought of as questionable and derogatory. Gone are the days when other people dictated the acceptable veins of examination. We want to KNOW for ourselves IF this or that is true or IF, at least, the article in question is under scrutiny. Ignorance is no longer excused as with the not knowing the law of the land. We are responsible for our self-motivated inquiry into the subjects of interest to us. We inherently possess a map of curiosity in our heads which impel us to move into the areas that will most benefit us. Unless it interests us, we will not invest time, energy, effort, money and the momentum of movement to pursue the matter.

There are, however, some issues we refuse to push beyond. For whatever reasons, we have established and maintained mental barriers which prevent us from investigating further. Needless to say, this blocked wall prevents our being able to expand our intellectual horizons. Whether the underlying cause be psychologically motivated or biologically prefaced, we need not stand fearfully, on the other side of the door marked, “Enter at thy own risk”, but kick the gnarly wooden bolder down. It’s all a matter of turning our awareness onto the area that up until this point has served to be a nuisance, unresolved issue or taboo. Why in the world would I suggest we investigate taboo themes? Because we will never know, for certain, how or why, when or where, what themes we’ve developed, over a life time became restrictive, preventative, self-limiting ideas, along with the conflicting, contradictory patterns which inhibit growth or remain for preferred self-preservation. Unfortunately, we listen to and capture what we already know; therefore, it’s imperative we keep sniffing for the rat of indifference.

One way of discovering new methods is to try the opposite. The inverse of a matter always (without fail) reveals surprisingly useful information. Why, we mortals are so set in our stubborn and resistant ways continues to be the aggravating insult on human intelligence. When there are so many different ways to approach a subject, to remain fixed (grunted and ground), sets up the indelible grooves of tedious habit. Becoming a notorious explorer of our own ingrained habitual thoughts can prove to be quite exhilarating. Search. Look. Probe. Pay Attention to the seemingly insignificant trivialities which saturate something as simple as the route to the mailbox. Nothing that occurs is without meaning and implication. One thing is attached to another thing which is strung to another thing which leads us to the euphoric prize: self-realization.

Never dismiss an element as being unimportant and irrelevant. Those things, which we may deem as so inconsequential, bring such invaluable insight, when viewed from another perspective. We are so irrationally conditioned; due to a long history of memorized reactions and associations, we assume (jump to false conclusions) that we KNOW what something means simply because we relate the item, person, event, or circumstance with another episode of similar contained value. No wonder we tend to get bored with ourselves; we chase our tails, never giving one moment’s thought to why we continually do the same things over and over again in the same way for the exact same reason.

Are we really that dully uninspired? Do we not have one creative idea thumping against the 2 pound grey mass inside our heads that would be worth exploring? Have we become so fastidiously lazy and stipulated in movements, we can’t or won’t respond ‘naturally and conveniently’? Where is the passion, the excitement, the gyrating, pulsating, vibrating uncharted life left in us to unravel and express? What invigorates us to get up in the morning? Are we simply killing time---going through the motions of unimaginative living ‘waiting for the next bus’, hoping something, someone, somewhere will strike a chord of infectious fever which will cause us to go after what matters to us, do the thing we’ve been putting off, turn the proverbial corner of ‘no return’ of falsity and invalidity?

Have we lost our innate creative ability to discern, for ourselves, (without any approval, validation, or support from another), the ‘red rooster’ deciding factor to go ahead and jump, no matter the outcome. Regardless how foolish it may appear to anyone else or how exaggerated the elaborate scheme seems to be, can we blast our way into the arena of uncultivated terrain? Has every single ounce of innocent unchallenged gullibility been removed, replaced with hardened pessimistic cynicism? How old are we, really?

Now is the moment of non-disparaging commitment. Now is the hour of inscrutable honesty. We will either do what we love-no holds barred-or die creatively, artistically unfilled. We must not leave the matter alone. We cannot afford to ignore the solidified message of spontaneous action. We must not procrastinate. Let’s do it now. Make an irretrievable caveat with ourselves this second that we will not deny the stirring urge. We will get out of other people’s affairs and into excavating our own unexpressed gifts. We realize, we are much too circumvented to sensually respond pleasurably until we withdraw our entwined energy.

We will take ourselves back. Halt. Refrain. Let the other resolve the problem; it is not ours to deal with. We will not touch it. We will stay out of it. It is not our affair. Our opinions are worthless and stupid since we are only partially informed. We resign to stay out of the hornet’s nest unless we enjoy getting stung. How long do we want to be referred to as the “no good busybody who causes nothing but unnecessary problems”? No more. Off with the heads of our busy-bodied well intentions! We shall cease with so many unidentified sneaky questions. We will turn the detective nature upon ourselves.

Eliminate the boring placating quicksand we are drowning in. We KNOW our life is anything but meaningless and uninteresting IF we will just return to it. We will continually remind ourselves: Our ship has sailed but until the captain returns, the vessel is directionless. Did someone say the air temperature and water temperature was the same? Why not check it out?