“Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children”
~ Kahlil Gibran ~
I have been truly puzzled these last few days. While waiting for a package at a neighbor’s driveway for three and a half hours as this particular carrier does not deliver here and my Friends were not home, having Wi-Fi and a bit bored, I started through my phone looking at Facebook’s timeline, something I never do. My Facebook usage is to look at some Friends pages to make sure they are still spinning and then on move on. One word came to mind while accomplishing what I would call such a "task"… what a bunch of "garbage"! From politics no one has any say so [sorry but that IS reality], to publicizing a cheeseburger, a hair out of place and a broken nail in much need of repair… I forget, the worse near death experiences, the worse accidents, the crashes and of course none would be complete without the classic motorcycle laid on its side in some mud of some foreign country. All what I am still guessing must be "sensationalism" at its best and if such content undertook an IQ test its results would most likely remain in the single digit.
So I just don’t know. I am baffled. Is this the pulse of today’s society? This brought on of course another question I then asked myself as I do post on Facebook. We even have two pages! A bad idea from a Friend a while back! Am I being a hypocrite? I don’t post often. None has ever anything to do with politics, religion, sexuality and profanities. I share Nature, photos I take which I might find beautiful and interesting, quotes that touches my Heart, many which help me throughout the nights and days of this Journey, all thinking sharing as such can brighten other’s Life also. Am I being judgmental or am I merely expressing my opinion? Has Facebook turned into a utility such as electricity, water and phone? Is it the constant fuel of the masses? Is it an addiction for many? Has self gratification and egos moved to the top of this pyramid scheme called Life through the Church of Facebook? Our solitude in this barren Desert has become more attractive than ever I must say.
Yet, the other bright side of the coin, my Friends contents are worthy no doubt. I don’t have to sift to experience their shared knowledge whether it is Art, Music, their own Nature’s contemplation, photos, their own quotes. I know ahead of time that what they will post has a true value. Facebook feels as a huge menu a bit too long as while sitting in front of it I have to always order from a customized page, the contents which I can learn something and be filled with a mental experience adding some richness to my own knowledge. I always said, more jokingly than in reality, that I love Instagram [arawithspirit] because there is no social interaction. Very little of it. It allows me to look at photos from all over the world and in a square format which is new to me as I mostly take photos in a very wide angle.
However, Instagram is also changing and now the spam fills the pages. [as in… would you like to chat with me?] What is "spam"? A canned meat product made mainly from ham? No… not that one. Electronic junk from others who have nothing else better to do which leads me to wonder what did these people do before the Internet? How did they project such clutter and mindless debris onto others? This is all so amazing and I should not even be thinking about all this. Seriously. I have since learned that just in case my wanderings take me back to Facebook’s timeline again I can turn notifications off. I was not aware of that.
I look ahead of me and see what our real Life is. Roads into the horizon line broken up by the low mountains which surrounds us, the sun today trying to make its way through the fast moving clouds, the greenery carpeting the land this year in a way I have never seen before as already little yellow flowers are blooming. I smile at the silly thought that I might need a lawn mower! Spirit is running like a madman. He has his course all laid out in a circle as we now also play hide and seek. I cheat often as all I need to say in not even a loud voice as silence will carry the word "treat"… He runs out of hiding. My crazy Dog! Good crazy… maybe like me. Who knows.
The road has from long time ago reshuffled Life’s priorities. Some get it and some don’t. My Friend Mike for example who has been rolling for a year or so does gets it. He is the "100mpg kid!". His concern is not about money, or the lack of it creating a must to adhere budget as we ourselves have done for so many years. I actually don’t think he has any worries… why pay interest on a loan not yet borrowed? He does not mind exchanging thoughts about such budget talk as we learn from each other. It is not taboo as some might think, it is often the subject of conversations everyone on the road shares without unleashing towards each other if there is a lack of it. We make due. We never tire of it. All is a matter of perspective. The same is respect which has grown toward each others on this path and stands tall like a skyscraper "demanding" the same in return even if I read about name calling or the disrespect arrow coming my way which I only dodge without fighting back especially when so popular on those pages I read that day, while also ethnic background is involved. Sometimes it also becomes personal while innuendos are expressed in words "telling me" that my own background is not the only one with a monopoly on this or that. Why even go there? What difference does it make where we are from as this World has become smaller and a boiling pot. We ride our own arrow who’s reach I cannot even see. The arrow that was shot a few years back having nothing to do with a stripped wallet but a life taken away. Again, perspective.
How did I get this far? How did we get this far? Is the wall of our bubble thickening? becoming more solid as to not be pierced and burst? Am I better at observing red flags coming down the road with their content of disturbing words? I would like to believe so. Keeping an inner Peace on this stage has become my priority. Disturbing vibes cannot and will not make their way here. I will not allow it, I cannot as my awareness is just too intense to ruin these coming times I call "my last hoopla"! Thinking deep has become a gift, a way of Life. Decisions are so heavily weighed and the scenarios of probable consequences of consequences take shape in more constructive ways than ever. We have our own "Timeline" here, here and there, wherever we are. It is my Timeline without disturbing anyone else’s as I try to keep it vice versa. "Caution" is written in big bold red letters. I like that sign.
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