The undivided reality of life, (which when seen, explains everything), is always present inside the consciousness of the few. It is just over in a remote corner of your neural universe that you have yet to visit. You keep hanging around the same old corner you grew up on; shootin’ the bull with the same old gang of thoughts; starin’ off into a distant nowhere; yackin’ ‘bout past times, and squandering the immediate one. Don’t let this sound like sermonin’, but sometimes it is the only way, as you should know yourself by now, to get consciousness’ attention.
Look away-from and far-beyond mentally identifiable episodes, that occur without end in the life of man and of the universe. Resist your normal thoughts’ natural programming to either favor or condemn any episodes that attract their attention, and override their instinct to limit their interest to details – isolated details of the event. For in so doing, your consciousness cuts up the reality of what is going on, into normally needed, digestible pieces, but in the process, renders life incomprehensible.
That is yet another fair telling from top to bottom, (if there were such from the view inside a sphere), of what it is behind that certain-hunger that motivates some people to read and consider such words as are daily laid out here, and which is the most fun they ever have. (It is actually more fun than anyone has, but no one knows it – including those who have it.)
There is but one faithful map of life,
and you can recognize it within yourself
by the fact that it has no creases
from being previously used and folded.
Happy travels, (send a postcard when you reach the real Olympus).
J.