The hope is that the reader understand these posts, not verbally, but deeply, in the heart.

 TWO KINDS OF COURAGE

There is a courage, typical, driven by selfish pride whose empty boasts are loud but in the end are never reconciled.

Yet  there exists another, untypical, comes out from a spiral of golden energy born in the breast of every child.

One, the first, kills innocents and the other suffers the worst of the first then dies without complaint.

Proof that at the  formation of man something made it so that every child’s a saint.

Death is not much.

Death is the end of time. 

Death is the end of thought 

Death is the end of comparison.

Death is an escape to the timeless. 

Death is not much.         

                    

WHAT CREATED IT ALL?

If one says he or she believes in a Creator of the Universe what can it mean? A true creator loves its creation without a single reservation of any sort. Have you not ever felt that about something you have made by your own hands? All reservations that limit that kind of love have come from human critics driven by ignorance and fear. People of conflicting interests cannot bring peace. Therefore is it established that any people who have failed to bring peace among themselves have interests which conflict with those of their own creator. A priest worries whether his hat fits correctly and what is for dinner. Seeing all this is a growing up fully in relation to a thing greater than we have embraced up to now, don’t you see? 

A Golden Spiral of beauty formed the Universe and is the creative force of all there is. Living within that spiral, every thing we put our hands to is infused with it. A profound question exists! When the question flowers an answer all who asked it in earnest  must support it. People support to death what they bring to fruition. People always oppose, to destruction, often secretly, any solution forced upon them by fiat from above. Can I end, in myself, any interests which conflict with those of my creator? 

So, do not expect me or anyone to bring the answer. That is crazy. The answer must flower in me and in you. That is a tall order, my lovelies, but its coming is as certain as the next sunrise. It’s imprinted on life.

 The Birth of them blues…

An educated man, by that is really meant a human who has attended and graduated, or nearly gardurated, from a school of higher learnin’ after High School. Sumpthin’ like all that there anyhow.

Such a person, by that time is so white-washed he must interpret everything he comes upon in the limited language of acquired knowledge, lectures and books, that maker of conceit, and deceit. He pretends to know about other languages…the language of music for example but cannot know them for his brain is too far conditioned white to ever come back to its original state of openness lest a miracle happen. So, when listening to music he or she is thinking in a language outside the realm of music. Such people are more interested in the birth date and national affiliation of the composer and how many pieces he composed and in what order than in the music. All trivial. By openness I include the languages of God, including the language of nature, the language of love, the language of decency, the animal language, the plant language, the language of sexuality, the language of art, the language of soul, the language of taste, the language of smell, the language of sound, the language of vision, all the languages of pain, the language of the dead and so many, many more. All of them are intuitive. True mathematics is intuitive.

So, this educated fool will  believe a Negro was drawn to the Blues as a method for raising himself out of poverty into the higher social status of better living. That one misses entirely the truth that the more natural human who is held down by the authorities by force will have to discover: Hey, I am not that one who suffers, I am something quite magnificent who can sing!And by that, discover he is already free! Discover the greatest truth: that freedom and fulfillment are completely independent of one’s circumstances. From there he can pity those who use violence to acquire and hold onto material wealth and fame which turn out always to be another form of slavery. A human being with such brilliant insight enters the world of creativity, leaving behind him or her the world of problems and problem solving as one truly free human being! A person who can do anything! If the educated fool had the eyes of a babe he could see it on the faces of the truly free. 

So let us be real. What the Black people created was freedom right in the face of the problem. Instead of trying to escape from the trouble some of them went into it. Met it. Were it. Made it Tru Belle. Creativity happened. It will happen every time! From the Far East came a teacher who told all who listened, Do not say “Fear has me!” Say, “I am Fear!” “ And by so doing end fear forever.  J. Krishnamurti. The broken Hallelujah was born tens of thousands of years ago. And it transformed Hell into Heaven in America for some folk. It works when all hope is gone.

See, the blues does not say, Heaven’s a-comin”. The Blues say, “Heaven is here!” Big difference. Try it for yourself. Find out.

 SOMETHING IMPORTANT

I wonder if I can write about something very complex and very important in a simple enough way to be understood in a flash of insight that will have a lasting effect. I’ll have a go.

There once, not so long ago, were vast herds of four legged beasts roaming the plains of America. Indians followed them and hunted them as a way of life. Indian and buffalo thrived. Along came European white man. In a short time of trying to kill every last buffalo the herds became very small and have not recovered. The Indians were herded themselves onto reservations. Many starved. The Indian children were taken from their parents and forced to attend schools meant to forcibly absorb the Indian population into the white man’s way of living. Much suffering was felt. I’ll stop there.

Now, based open the above, I want to examine into the question of how could this have been handled differently?

My point is that one group of humans upon observing the buffalo without inquiring passionately  “what has brought this great herd of animals about? What is behind it?” decided to try to annihilate them from the Earth and almost succeeded, but not quite. They made the same incomplete analysis with regard to the Indian population and tried to eliminate all of them without honoring their past. Is this humane?

The people back in Europe had been doing this sort of thing for thousands of years at least. Colonization and slavery practiced by these groups was disgustingly horrible in so many ways to study it would make anybody sick. Such ways culminated in a great war called WWII at the close of which two atomic bombs were dropped on Japan foretelling of a time when all life can be destroyed by a group having the knowhow to make and utilize such weapons. Very simply, what would anyone with a brain expect to be the future of a group who thought and behaved in the way described above? What would anyone with even a grain of intelligence predict? The way described is not only continuing to grow it is spreading all over the Earth very rapidly. How many are waiting for somebody else to tell them what is to be done? Nearly everybody? Do they sincerely hope to use the excuse, It wasn’t me?

I cannot change anyone but myself. What bullet fired has ever brought about a peaceable man? Can I change in such a manner that I am removed effectively from the fate awaiting those who do not? Can I live in peace on Earth with every other living thing? Upon observing life can I humbly ask: What power has brought this about? 

Finally, no matter what happens, will I decide to find out whether I can live peaceably for the time I have left? Is that important to me? How important is it? Humbly, I begin.

 MEDITATION 

There is a meditation that involves zero effort. There must be no intention on finding a reward. You will not discover anything you can take with you to use for your own ends. It will not make you a better this or that. A newborn infant does it. The brain finds itself to be completely quiet. Notice the brain has not been made to be quiet by any method. That would be only more conditioning of an already conditioned brain. It is quiet. No effort has been made of any kind. The quiet brain naturally apprehends infinite  space.  Infinite space is…well, you find that out.