Tuesday, December 12, 2017

Just playing solitare!

I ran into Wilco whilst perusing the virtual worlds of the net. This song struck a chord!

Hey! Either you like your shit or not! The bottom line..

'Took too long to think
I was wrong to believe in me only...'

Two thoughts. One was how I must have felt, could I have felt, as I entered into this world as an infant and whose first taste of oxygen on virgin lungs must have been horrific. All of us newborns were subject to the pains of lost wombs for new horizons. Life then happened in a blur. Most of the time spent in not really seeing time. I was way too obsessed with event horizons.... I suspect that was true for most all of us.. And then, way before I was ready.. Old(er) age cemented itself to me like an unwelcome guest. Suddenly, time had passed.

Looking back, even surviving to be called 'old' was an honor of a sort. Too many good friends had  fallen by the wayside over the years. I can't say that I really noticed it at the time, but later the pain grew sharper...

My future: It was that event horizon thingy I fell into day to day, decade to decade.... until then... Suddenly, and way before I was prepared, the next birth canal awaited in my immediate future. And I wondered, should I plunge into the next awakening head first or feet first.... or did it even really matter? [Turns out, it never did! God has caught me, every time!] My God has never left me - I was always in close and intimate contact. Figuring out His path for me, in this life, has been an ongoing discovery... 

For those looking to see more - There's always Psych 401...

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