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viscosity v. velocity
viscosity occurs on a cellular level. and so does velocity.
in contrast to viscosity’s cellular coma, velocity endows every platelet and muscle fiber with a mind of its own, a means of knowing and commenting on its own behavior. there is too much perception, and beyond the plethora of perceptions, a plethora of thoughts about the perceptions and about the fact of having perceptions.
viscosity and velocity are opposites, yet they can look the same. viscosity causes the stillness of disinclination, velocity causes the stillness of fascination. an observer cant tell if a person is silent and still because inner life has stalled or because inner life is transfixingly busy.
something common to both is repetitive thought. experiences seem prerecorded, stylized. particular patterns of thought get attached to particular movements or activities, and before you know it, its impossible to approach that movement or activity without dislodging an avalanche of prethought thoughts.
a lethargic avalanche of synthetic thought can take days to fall. part of the mute paralysis of viscosity comes from knowing every detail of what’s ahead and having to wait for its arrival. here comes the i’m-no-good thought. that takes care of today. all day, the insistent dripping of i’m no good. the next thought, the next day, i’m the angel of death. this thought has glittering expanse of panic behind it, which is unreachable. viscosity flattens the effervescence of panic.
these thoughts have no meaning. they are idiot mantras that exist in a prearranged cycle: i’m no good, i’m the angel of death, i’m stupid, i cant do anything. thinking the first triggers the whole circuit.
once, these thoughts must have had a meaning. they must have meant what they said. but repetition has blunted them. they have become background music, a muzak medeley of self-hatred themes.
the universe always pushes back.
aristophanes shared in plato’s symposium that humans were originally combined of four arms, four legs, and a single head with two faces. zeus, chieftan of the gods, feared their power and split them all in half, thus condemning them to spend their lives searching for the other to complete them.
a nameless humanitarian said that when someone has a strong intuitive connection, buddhism suggests that it’s because of karma, or some past connection.
live right, love honestly, and you will always find your other half. in any life time. or so the way of the world suggests.
Practice for the new millenium - by the Dalai Lama
Practice for the New Millennium by the Dalai Lama
The Practice:
1. Spend 5 minutes at the beginning of each day remembering
we all want the same things (to be happy and be loved)
and we are all connected to one another.
2. Spend 5 minutes breathing in, cherishing yourself; and, breathing out
cherishing others. If you think about people you have difficulty cherishing,
extend your cherishing to them anyway.
3. During the day extend that attitude to everyone you meet.
Practice cherishing the “simplest” person (clerks, attendants, etc)
or people you dislike.
4. Continue this practice no matter what happens or what anyone does to you.
These thoughts are very simple, inspiring and helpful.
The practice of cherishing can be taken very deeply if done wordlessly,
allowing yourself to feel the love and appreciation that
already exists in your heart.
you can’t fly jets if you’re colorblind.
you can see where you’re walking. you can see when there is someone standing before you. you may not be able to tell the color of their shoes, but you know they are there. you can see them blinking. breathing. shifting their weight awkwardly from each foot as they wait for the silence to break. their eyes could be green. maybe blue. it doesn’t matter. you’re still lost in them. you know you’re safe here.
take this opportunity to let it out. it might be your last chance.
Do you know where your heart is?
Do you think you can find it?
Or did you trade it for something
Somewhere better just to have it?
Do you know where your love is?
Do you think that you lost it?
You felt it so strong, but
Nothing’s turned out how you wanted
Well, bless my soul
You’re a lonely soul
Cause you won’t let go
Of anything you hold
Well, all I need
Is the air I breathe
And a place to rest my head
Do you know what your fate is?
And are you trying to shake it?
You’re doing your best and
Your best look
You’re praying that you make it
Do you think you can find it better than you had it?
Whenever the end is
Do you think you can see it?
Well, until you get there
Go on, go ahead and scream it
Just say it…..
I have a friend
With whom I like to spend
Any time I can find with
I like sleeping in your bed
I like knowing what is going on inside your head
I like taking time and I like your mind
And I like when your hand is in mine
I like getting drunk on the dunes by the beach
I like picking strawberries
I like cream teas and I like reading ghost stories
And my heart skips a beat every time that we meet
It’s been a while and now your smile is almost like a memory
