### - thank you tempy for your 'measured' reply (very sane, or sane enough
anyway considering the near-insanity of mankind in general:) dealing with such
an illusion shattering concept such as the end of our civilisation (or the
world) being a very difficult thing to undertake in a balanced and sane
manner, the difficulties attendant to coming to terms with the fact that one
cannot be so complacent that one dwells entirely in the realm of ignorance and
illusion, versus that of being so acutely aware of what we're doing to
ourselves as a species so that it becomes impossible to live without going mad
(or becoming a fanatic about it) being just like that of walking an
ever-narrowing tightrope until a pinpoint-like balance is achieved and one
finally enters into another 'kind' of awareness altogether (some would say a
far better + more inclusive one) as the 'duality' (the ultimate creator of all
illusion per se) of one's perception gradually declines...
at which point one would presumably maybe then suddenly find oneself perhaps
sitting right beside sartre in his park actually sharing his experience (or
something quite similar) as all language and rational terms finally dissolve
away into background noise, thus for a moment, at least, affording one a
completely different view of the world, similar perhaps even to the beautiful
way sartre attempted to describe/allude-to it in his writings... the only
thing therefore sustaining a person under such circumstances (of reduced
rationality) being an iron will not to succumb to emotionalism, at least until
'after' the experience itself has passed, and this in a deliberate + conscious
effort to prolong the experience/flight itself for as long as possible,
something that time and experience gradually lengthens anyway bit by bit as
one slowly adjusts oneself to perceiving in a slightly different manner, and
from which point on one truly, increasingly becomes, an 'observer of' rather
than a 'participant in' the otherwise daily rational world of human
stupidity...
and now i'll share a little of my 'own' synchronicity with you hehe, and
relate to you a chance event that left me not only reeling but also laughing
at the simple truth + clarity of it all, in that i was standing in-line in the
bank waiting to be served, when i noticed a rather well-dressed gentleman
standing in the queue beside me, being of either african or Jamaican origin,
he was unusual in that his attire was noticeably different and well kept, his
clothes obviously expensive and fitting him perfectly, he kind of looked out
of place compared to everyone else in there, almost as if he's just returned
from an expensive business trip in some exotic part of the world, worlds-away
from the poor suburb of london where i live, where i have to say everyone
kinda looks a little 'worn out' heh heh:)
anyway, i'm standing there with my checkbook in my hand, not really impatient
as the very slow progress of the queue in front of me, 6 cashier windows being
available, only 2 of which were actually in use due to staff shortages, so
the queue was building up behind me...
i experienced then another twinge of impatience, which is unusual for me as
i've already long-accepted the terrible + inefficient way things generally
tend to occur in wallyworld almost all the time, it's just the way things are
+ what can ya really expect from tired trained chimps almost utterly bored
with their daily meaningless grind, my more usual mode under such
circumstances being to just look around and enjoy my walking amongst them,
time not being really a factor i tend to just let things unfold as they will
and go along with it all, while observing everything along the way in the way
a tourist visiting another country might do...
i was wondering about my unusual unease when something made me turn to look at
this well-dressed guy beside me, whereon i immediately noticed that it was in
fact 'him' that was feeling impatient with being there, his body language and
the changing expressions on his face revealing that quite clearly, and was
mildly surprised at my own unconscious empathy that had somehow sensed him
feeling that way... at which point i felt compelled to say something that
might ease his distress, saying something to the effect that, heh it's a bit
slow today, but thankfully it's not always as bad as this (or something along
those lines anyway) my intension being to distract him only very slightly
kinda thing, just enough anyway to make him let go of whatever he might happen
to be obsessing on to the point that he was starting to give-off noticeably
bad vibes about it hehe (same as kids really, ya just distract them for a
moment and they stop crying hehe, kinda thing;)
however, he just got more annoyed and animated instead, almost twitchy for a
moment, before stating in quite a tense, but also obviously
reserved/restrained fashion, almost under his breath (he was annoyed, but
wasn't actually shouting about it but still rolling his eyes) that he thought
it was bloody amazing that we'd even got this far!
which actually took me a moment to get hold of, before realising that what he
was actually saying was that he was actually incredulous that the human race
had managed to already got this far (to have already survived this long)
considering just how stupid we all are!
which if you understand, is definitely not something one hears spoken in south
london every day! so it took me a moment to take it all in about what he was
actually saying, and could only really agree with him, that yes indeed, how
we're all still here is actually nearly a miracle just in itself! we're sooo
dumb, so very badly educated indeed, plus generally all so almost completely
unaware that we're even alive and walking around on this planet, that it's
true that it's amazing that we haven't already all blown our damn silly selves
up even accidentally, in the meantime! the implication being that in reality
we're all only still here living on borrowed time, at which i thought what he
had said was actually a great line! a genuine line of poetry out of the
otherwise countless inane murmurings of a generally fast asleep community that
would not know nor recognise poetry if it jumped out and literally bit them on
the ass! (which is even does sometimes only they never get it and it just goes
over their head;)
and well, i could only agree that what he had stated, was in fact, true, and
it also made me laugh to realise the clarity of his observation + the uplift
it personally afforded me to perhaps consider that it's ok to sometimes maybe
be a little irked by the sad state of things as well as good naturedly just
accepting it all coz there's nothing one can do about it anyway, kinda thing,
and coz there was something about that man that made him even more awake than
me, faster maybe, or even more intelligent then (he kinda noticeably twitched
with awareness being the best i can describe it) compared to which i was
suddenly definitely the tortoise in all this and not the hare hehe, that even
though i consider myself to be awake i could see my own 'slowness' in his
shiny reflection, kinda thing (it 'was' kinda like that:) and for a moment
felt slow and ponderous compared to him... which, if you understand, was
uplifting to my own spirit, so much so that i even insisted he go before me in
the queue when a cashier became available (he gave me a bit of a fleeting
strange/fast look but didn't argue and hurried off to the counter)
plus i don't know if you can get anything out all that, but i hope so... i
mean, it might well even be the 'end of the world' so called + sometime soon,
but if we've been living here for ages on borrowed time anyway then every day
more is in fact a bonus to be enjoyed while it all lasts, which could be only
1 year, or 100 years! (or even more) either way it's not gonna be forever,
both personally 'and' collectively, and even 100 years is still actually only
a
very short time indeed (a couple of generations only compared to the previous
countless 1000's of generations)
the best one can do under the circumstances i suppose being to just live and
let live, to 'let' them have their football and their sports, their silly soap
operas and yes, even their religions, there just isn't anything that can be
done about it that doesn't just make everyone even 'more' unhappy than they
already are + their time is running out so why make them feel any more
uncomfortable than they already are... it's a sad and beautiful world, and
somehow that sadness makes the beautiful even more beautiful + we'll never
ever really understand of it all anyway...
those that 'can' be woken however, 'should' be woken, the rest being made
just a little more comfortable would probably be a good thing... that to do
them no more harm than they are already doing to themselves is probably a good
thing too... after coz all, they know not really what they do :)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8423QwUHYfo
Just another room, just another town
Same old crazy people hanging around, still you shine silently
Staring into space, comin' down alone
Feel like packin' all my bags and running home where you shine silently
Shine silently, I don't need no light in the darkness
Shine silently, no, I won't get lost while your loves shines, shines on me
Shines on me
People at the door, people on the phone
Same old story, no time on my own, still shine silently
Nothing left to say, nothing left to prove
When it's said and done there's nothing left but you babe shining silently
Shine silently, I don't need no light in the darkness
Shine silently, no, I won't get lost while your loves shines, shines on me
Shines on me