A Momentary Pause
That’s right folks… I said pause. There is a great deal of work for me to do here, with not a lot of time available to do it. Though it isn’t evident from the surface; I have been working every single day since my return to the interwebs. I usually post up an old (or new) poem or drawing to give something to keep up awareness that I haven’t gone far. I have so much ground I want to cover, and to be honest knowing where to focus next is NOT a very easy thing to keep deciding. I try to remain organic and let what comes flow freely.
In point of fact, if you really examine anything I have created in my life, you’ll find that is a resounding theme. My dharma is my guiding light. So many times have I spoken with terms such as “aims” and “currents“. To me, these two concepts are relative to dharma. I was born into the Western world of thought and so when concepts like “path/paths” are discussed there is often a very rigid and distinct concept associated to them. Where an aim is to be pointed in an intended direction, with a particular desired endpoint in focus. A path holds a lot of the same conceptualized values as a current does, but the current doesn’t feel as constricted. So now you can kind of see where my mind goes and why this takes a great deal of work for me.
So now back to my pause. There are some extremely interesting things on my mind lately. I spend a good amount of time reading materials written by today’s O9A folks. I seem to pay the most attention to the “Wyrdsisters” lately. There is something about the writing style there that “irks” me. Almost to a point of annoyance. I am however not one to let such trivialities deter me. So I end up reading it 5 or 6 times back to back. Then I typically go down the rabbit-hole with whatever references have been given. Truth be told, I take something of value away from every post.
I suppose that, I have G.I. Gurdjieff to thank for being able to negotiate my way through this daunting writing style they have. I just wish it would get easier for me to absorb whatever is of value being discussed. Reading Gurdjieff is like listening to a knife spreading butter on the world’s driest piece of toast. He’s not alone either in this phenomenon, Aristotle has very much the same affect. Yet I have read all of both of their works. Do you want to know who else has this affect on me? Anton Long.
I’m sorry Mr. Long, but its just true. I have a really hard time reading your writings. It isn’t that, I find nothing of value; quite the opposite actually. I can even recognize that this is probably purposely done and aids in perpetuating the Labyrinth of Mythos. Still I really should express that you are among the few “living” thinkers that I am influenced by. This to me is a large compliment, because I have spent over a decade being conscious of what I will allow to hold influence over me.
Anyhow this will probably be deleted sometime soon as it really is not terribly relevant and was just a pause in the current’s flow. Kind of a mental note I’m sharing. Since I have 6 different posts in just as many states of completion and I feel like I should be putting something up for the readers.