What if? What next?

History is a repeating pattern of flourishing success and dismal failure, and the first state always contains the elements that will bring the second condition into being.
Individuals and nation states will come and go, and both will leave something behind by which they will be remembered. It could be good or bad, or it could contribute something tangible that the future will use to its advantage.
Can we say the Greeks gave the Western World philosophic premise and logical thinking based on argued theoretical ideas? And the Romans, perhaps it was, for them, the application of power as conquest and the use of an elitist language, Latin, by scholars and the Church.
It seems that whatever is remembered of a civilisation takes a long time to be evaluated and then integrated by the successor. Once this happens, however, the New Imperium, recognising that worth, applies the discoveries with vigour.
The British Imperialists were holier-than-thou militaristic explorers; they gave shape to the world, created the beginnings of the Industrial Revolution and put a benign constitutional face on Imperial Law.
Subsequent historical events, moving at speed, didn’t allow for a decent period of evaluation and integration following the British downturn, and that which should have been recognised as past its best and dumped, was allowed to move on, to contaminate much of future potential, and greatly lessen the value of creative new thinking and ideas.
Crumbling bricks and sand have much in common; neither offers a solid foundation that can be relied upon. This makes it difficult for those who inherit the trappings of past glory to know what is truly good and durable.
Still things go on; there’s always something that sticks out as new and amazing, and at the present time this is speed of light communication systems that have wrapped themselves around the globe, and the scientific ability to fully study the smallest and the largest of everything around us.
Perhaps we will all really learn from these contributions.

Listen up!

Listening extremely carefully to every word, and gauging the size of the spaces between the words, as I prepare the audio file of my book B’Hemoth, has made my general hearing very much more acute, and my vision more detailed. The regular sounds of everyday are sharper now, and I have discovered richer dialogue in my favourite films.

Singing, which is one of my great loves, has become wonderfully more pleasurable, as the voice can now investigate and more easily interpret musical scores. Can I have been nearly stone deaf most of my life? Very possibly; inattentive, certainly!

Another fascinating fact arose at the same time, namely that the B’Hemoth story, the words that describe the plot, the locations and the characters, have separated from me, as the author, and are following a course in the world in a wholly independent way, with something to say on their own account.
It is a very odd sensation to closely read one’s own words, sweated and toiled over for years, as if they’d been written by someone else. Maybe that is the case; a different version of me! But best not go too deeply into that subject in this blog.

A birthing has taken place; having done all that I could to get the idea ‘born’, I have become, without really knowing when, the passive observer, the looker on, the innocent bystander, the one who peers, with interest, into a shop window.

This process is the heart of quantum mechanics, the observer and the observed. This is what the cosmic dance is all about; the constant shifting without force (or ego), between states of on and off, active and passive.
When this essential aspect of life is fully understood, it is an effortless state to maintain, one that requires no modification, or third party intervention.
It is as life is supposed to be lived. Never take it or leave it, but take it and leave it.

Once, while singing a song, I stopped to say I wasn’t doing it well at all. My teacher said it had been going along perfectly fine, and added, “You sing, I’ll listen”.

There it is again, the reminder not to be caught straddling, not trying to be in two places at the same time, or judging or making assumptions, because if one is the observer, there is no way to acquire the information of being the observed.
Can’t be done, you’re stuck knowing only half the story.

So go with the cosmic flow, accept one’s position in the greater scheme of things, and be open and happy.

Turned ‘ON’!

I cannot not believe in the Light of Consciousness, which must have been created with what the scientists call the Big Bang, in our neighbourhood anyway. Really I don’t know if we should bother to try to give it dimensions and purpose, it’s in the ‘ON’ position, that should be enough. The question of duality seems a wholly different matter, a state of being that for all its instability, does not disturb the Light of Consciousness. Duality can be thought of as a way to pinpoint where Life is at; the Light and the Dark, actively in each other’s presence, act in concert, allowing the shiftings between the two to create a Force that moves all matter of phenomena along the path to the place of balance where the Light of Consciousness can be best revealed.