Pigs and Apples

A tractor salesman drives up to a farm and is startled to see the farmer lifting a large pig up to the branch of an apple tree. As the salesman watches in amazement, the pig bites a large apple off the branch, whereupon the farmer gently puts the animal down and picks up another pig, who in turn gobbles up his own apple from the tree. This goes on for quite a few pigs, until the salesman can no  longer restrain himself.

“Excuse me,” he says to the farmer, “but wouldn’t it be easier to pick all the apples yourself and let the pigs eat them off the ground?”

“Might be,” says the farmer as he reaches for yet another pig. “But what’s the advantage?”

“For one thing,” says the salesman, “it would save a lot of time”.

“Could be,” says the farmer. “But what’s time to a pig?”

It IS time….

Indeed, it is time to write again. Why? Have my circumstances changed? A little.

I’ve been re-exploring my philosophical roots and interest with Krishnamurti. For some reason, as I am re-reading some of his writings, this time I realize that I may have it…the understanding even without the reading. K would assert that “time” has nothing to do with understanding, with seeing the fact, the truth. I totally agree. However, for whatever reason, time seems to have seasoned me, or perhaps weeded and tilled the garden so that the fresh sprouts of truth can be finally seen!?

Whatever it is, it is good. What I know now more than ever, is that “Truth” is as K asserted so many times; “A pathless land”. Many philosophically minded people love to profess that “There are many paths to the one, ultimate truth”. I disagree. All “path’s” lead to a destination. Truth does not lay at the end of any path. Truth, simply IS. It doesn’t take TIME to discover, to find, to walk the path, to it. There is no path to Truth. Truth simply is WHAT IS….and that is all. That fact can be seen in a split-second. Few can, but that really is the truth of it……

I welcome your input.
Blessings to you all.

 

 

 

About Time

No, this posting is not about “Time”. Rather, it’s about time that I posted something new.

I think that a man is only as good as the other men, or women, or God’s input is to make them so.

Today, I received the input of an amazing un-sung artist, in so many ways. His name is Clif Dawson. His web-site is here: www.clifdawson.ca. There, you can see his amazing artwork from flutes to planes! I asked his permission to quote him on his definition/description of “Art”. It’s here: I’m giving him a separate page on my site because I think that he is right-on. Please click here to view it.

Purpose for Living?

I’m wondering if it is necessary that we have a “Purpose for Living”? Whoever said that we must? Our inner thoughts and musings have caused us to conclude that we must, as in must have some ultimate purpose to our lives, individually and collectively. Biologically, we know that our fundamental purpose is to perpetuate our species, to reproduce, quoting the bible, to “be fruitful and multiply”. That much we do know. So does there really need to be any other “purpose” to our lives other than that? I am doubting it.

Humans, as apposed to other animals, however, have been—shall I say “blessed” or “cursed” (?) with having a different (I won’t dare say “higher”) level of consciousness, a conscious awareness of ourselves and our environment. Other animals appear to be limited to an environmental awareness, making them “choicelessly aware” of their environment and that’s it. We, however, appear to be also aware of ourselves as separate individual entities or ego’s with choice—and lots of it. Eastern philosophy and religion has tried to convince us that our awareness of being separate individual entities is an illusion and that our goal—our purpose—in life ought to be to “see the illusion” and join the animals in becoming “choicelessly aware” of just our environment, free of the ego and thereby free of life’s suffering.

Historically, it appears that there have been a few individuals who have achieved the choiceless, ego-free type of consciousness we are discussing. Colossal religions, like Buddhism, have been built up to support helping others to achieve the same type of consciousness. Ken Wilber has convincingly told us that this type of “higher” consciousness is an inevitable outcome of our species consciousness evolution. Those who have it today are “witnesses” of life being aware of itself, and that is our ultimate purpose. Could be!

In the meantime, however, is it possible for the rest of us, the 99.99% rest of the unfortunate sea of humanity still patiently or unknowingly awaiting our consciousness- evolution to realize their (our) purpose for living and to live full, satisfying, meaningful and happy lives? I’m not talking about Utopia. Rather, living simple, meaningful and happy lives—at least most of the time. I think that, YES, it is possible! Dare I say that it SHOULD be? Saying it should be opens a huge cauldron of cultural values that can be challenge and criticised, so for now I will choose to not say that we “should” be able to enjoy life while we await our consciousness evolution (if that’s the case) but I really do think that we SHOULD! But how? How indeed! Well, I intend to find out! MY purpose for living is herein defined. YOUR assistance in this quest will be welcome and truly appreciated.

Black Crows….poetry.

Black crows weep at the maidens feet

Skys turn black for the lack of that

Blue was in but today it’s lacking

Gone so deep we can hear them hacking

But the entrance is closed for we and those

Who can hear the voice of the truth betrothed

Tis us we know but can dare admit

That we really do know down deep…it.

 

Inspired by one of my long-time interenet friends, Misia.

Alcohol

I know quite a few people who have a problem with drinking the “Demon-drink”, alcohol.

Without exception, they have all had good reason to have become dependent upon it. For those who only drink in the evening, it gives us a few hours RELEASE from life’s grasp. It gives us a wee break from the stark reality of it all.

Problem is…alcohol is an un-natural drug that “Nature”, regardless of Evolution, has not accepted. And so, after a while…or after so many years…it eventually catches up with us and TRIES TO KILL US!

It has already killed millions and millions of people over the last few thousand years.

Will we let it kill US now?

How can we let a drug, a foreign substance that we oh-so-happily pour into us….KILL US in the end?

As for me, I cannot let it do that to me. I will fight it to the end. What will the end be? That has yet to be decided!

I think we need to kill the beast, before it kills us.

I found this fellows blog entry tonight…very poignant!  http://tribework.blogspot.com/2010/01/battling-demon-drink.html

T.

Friends on the Internet

I’ve been online for a number of years…14 I think! Hard to believe.

In all of that time, aside from my own children being here, off and on…there has only been ONE other person faithfully here during that entire time, for whom I am so grateful!

Her nick-name is, or was, “Meesh”. Meesh was here, on the Net, during a time of my life when even my children were not. It seemed that no matter what time of day that I logged-on to the Internet, she was there! We often chatted for hours. Hours, that meant more to me than she ever realized.

In fact, as I am writing this she is online! She inspired my blog entry for the night! We don’t chit-chat very much these days…both of our lives have changed quite a bit. But, she is still just as important to me today as she was years ago.

A true friend will forever be a true friend, thank God.

These are the things for which we need to be truly grateful.

Thank you…”Meesh”. And thank you, God.

T.

Poetry

I always wanted to be a Poet…

But the words didn’t show it.

 They just couldn’t rhyme…

 No matter the time.

 But it seems that I’ve got it

 On time or perhaps not

 At least there is something

 I’ll give it a shot!

T.