Monday, April 23, 2007

Eyes Wide Shut

From some time in my early adulthood onward, I have had this peculiar phenomena occur. Periodically, when I lay down to sleep at night, I close my eyes, but I can still see the room around me. At first my body didn't know how to handle it. My eyelids would flutter in confusion ... open ... no shut .. see .. can't see. It was if my body didn't know which way to behave, seeing with eyes open or not seeing with eyelids shut, so went into spasmatic motion. Well, eventually, I trained my eyelids to just stay shut when this happened. Then, for a few minutes I can look around the room. It is as if all the physical objects are ghostly; there but made of energy, and not solid. This is usually a very calming experience and feels very natural, if only for a brief time. In fact it makes me wonder which is more natural; to see this way or with eyelids open.

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Saturday, April 14, 2007

The Window

As I closed my eyes today and got to a more peaceful place, these words rolled across my inner viewing screen:

When I look out my Window,
What do I see
I see a picture of you
Looking back at me.

Later I realized I must be borrowing from an old tune by Donovan. I looked up the lyrics and found:

When I look out my Window,
Many sights to see.
And when I look in my window,
So many different people to be ...

When I look over my shoulder,
What do you think I see ?
Some other cat looking over
His shoulder at me
And he's strange, sure he's strange.
You've got to pick up every stitch...

Indeed, it is strange.



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Beyond the Portal of the Twilight World


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Inside Out

I wonder if any of my fellow travelers on this long strange trip have ever felt like there was a lot more going on inside than anyone outside ever knew about. I sometimes feel like I, and all my fellow venturers in this fascinating world, are just puppet masters pulling the strings on our little doll bodies. It seems we confront each other with these bodies, and often know very little about who the puppet master is. We show the world what we want them to see, hopefully, but not the man behind the curtains. It is very upsetting when someone tries to pull the curtain back unexpectedly. But the play is not all bad. It is entertaining at times. Infuriating at others, but in the end it is just as the Great Bard says: a stage.

Well, in this blog I am going to talk a lot more about this inside world; some call it the world of the soul, or spirit. It is all well to be into the happenings of the day, and the marvels of the physical universerse, but I feel I need to talk of matters more real sometimes. I hope you find these musings real in some sense also.

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