i could probably write several books on this perpetual thought/concept that runs through my brain…
the thought of what truly is REAL and what is not… what is… VIRTUAL?
it’s funny how the original movie, THE MATRIX, was so powerful to me… it simply put into a real, visual sense the thoughts and feelings i have had for so many years… that what we are doing, living, believing is all a cruel freaking LIE!
we can ponder who is the one being cruel… i’ll give my belief… nothing mystical i’m afraid. it is US! our ego’s. our thinking mind that is the cruel monster.
we are of nature. no one can deny this. yet it seems we’ve spent all our walking time on this earth running away from it. trying to cover it up. overwrite it with the stories in our minds. resurrecting the methodical machinery that complicates and distracts us from ourselves and our inherent beauty.
what’s the dividing line between the real and the virtual? my opinion is that it is the time factor. if we all stood still for a nice period of time… the virtual will be rewritten by the real. basically, nature always wins in the end, devouring/taking back what is hers… cities would crumble. highways would give. the winds would blow and deposit the REAL over the UNreal. treas and plants and nature would eventually take it all back.
so… thinking on these terms, how much of the daily life you live is rooted in the real? my guess is not much… if any at all.
our whole existance has become NONreal, virtual. not OF the real, natural world. money, finances, bills, loans, houses, cars, jobs, credit cards, daily pressures… i could go on and on and on… but i’m hoping you get the point.
how did we come to this? to this point where we are so weighted down by illusion? by a crazy virtual world; a freaking video game, if you will! we’re having heart attacks over it. committing suicide over it. feeling great pain and isolation, loneliness, frustration and confusion over it. and it is not real!
so if all this CRAP we are doing is not real… what IS?
well… sit for awhile and click RELOAD on my blog. keep staring at the header images that rotate through the top of my blog. those mystical, magical, beautiful pictures are OF the real. of the stuff that has lasted thousands and thousands of years. from before us and long, Long, LONG after us. how we can be so mesmerized just staring for long periods of time at such realness, such scenery. it’s nature that is constant. grounding. peaceful… yet we’ve conjured so many fables, stories and even religions that separate us from this. makes us fear the very thing that can hold constancy… dependability.
the persistance of impersistance… yet in all the everchanging chaos. in all that which we want but can never hold onto… we need NATURE to give us footing. give us perspective. make us REAL.
so… how much NATURE have you had in your life this week? this month? this year?
come out of the fog. the hazy, crazy rat race… go find a quiet spot in nature and just sit, cross your legs, tell your thinking mind to FUCK OFF for awhile and put all your concentration on your breathing, your ears… let them open up and for the first time truly listen… take in the sounds around you. feel yourself expanding… becoming larger than your physical self. watch the trees gently sway back and forth and back and forth… similar to the rhythm of your heart beating throughout your body… in your ears.
rhythm… the basic underpinning of all nature and being; living and breathing. the rhythmic voice of all that connects the real, the natural, the you and the me.
