Wordless transmissions. Here's the Zen. This is it.

No requirement for extended discourses in multiple syntaxes. Lord knows I am so over that. 1,200 pages of Integral. 40 pages of definitions and othger assorted explanations of appropriate terminology and their fitting context. Blech!!

It is as if there is something obscured by the (over) reliance of one prattling on and on---such as the further clarifications of this, that, and the other thing, the reductions ad absurdum, the blahdy, blah, blah, blah.

Chalk it up to being a parent. Yes, parent. I just don't have time for that shit anymore (says he who has authoured a near 600 page tome himself!!)!

I honestly don't have precious hours to waste in semantics and hyper-conceptualiuzation. Which is why I am issuing a call for a more potent form of transmission of awareness. Now! Encapsulated in as few words as possible, even to the point of being sealed up in glances, unpacked in postures, and delivered in the gently swaying spruce boughs summarizing the wordless nature of it all.

Ssshhhhhhhhhh....... you'll miss it otherwise.

It's kind of harrowing to begin questioning your vocation like this, but, alas, here I am doing just that. Here I am, someone who fancies himself an authour questioning the power of words to transform---to make an impact, to shift awareness, to alter perspectives.

Maybe it's just me, but for all the words I have been exposed to over the years I feel no fundamental transformation of consciousness. Yes, I have been transformed in both profound and subtle ways by experiences.... by relationships.... but certainly not by words. 

Even when people have spoken to me words that seemed quite injurious to me at the time they have not had their impact upon me because of their own nature, but more so because of the nature of the sentiment or emotion behind and beneath the word. It's as if the word is but a vessel for the real power. It is as if the word is but a messenger, and not itself a message. The message, the real message--the power of transformation and transmission--can be carried and contained in words. But dare I say, as the authour of numerous works, that words are powerless and impotent without and apart from the consciousness which infuses words with any and all semblances of power and potency which they might ever appear to have.

Yes, words are truly empty until we pour Heart and Soul into them. And it is that Heart and Soul we drink, never the words.

 

Please vote in the comments section. A simple "yes' or 'no' will do. Or you can write something at greater length if you feel so inclined. Thanks!


It is really a very simple question. Is the world getting better? How is humanity faring in its status as dominant species on the Planet? Are we headed in the right direction?

I have always wondered about this and I tend to vacillate back and forth from glimmers of hope to outright disgust and despair. Yesterday I drove more than 200 miles south from where I live to the Metro Detroit area in order to pick up some musical equipment I had won on E-bay. And let me tell you, I couldn't get out of that area fast enough!! There was nothing I wanted more than to return to the quiet of the Northern Michigan Forest (though that is slowly giving way to the cities and suburbs approaching from the south, growing liike a mold).

Yes, I know, it is all people. I know that my dear brother and sisters out there are struggling and I am supposed to be giving them the benefit of the doubt. But damn if I don't have my preferences!!  ; o ) And truth be told one of my preferences is certainly not for a metropolis and all that comes with it (from the center and the hub to the periphery and the outer rim---i.e., city center and suburb, downtown and the endless series of strip malls that reach out like tentacles gobbling up all the Nature in sight, and entombing that Nature in concrete).

And yet.... and yet I say.... I do feel that there is progress being made on some fronts. The world is getting better and worse. It appears to me that the world is a never-ending bifurcation and there is a perpetual split in opposing directions. Progress and regress. Evolution and devolution. Forward and backward.

I do wonder whay you think.... feel.... sense... believe. Please do vote. I want to get a sense of what others here at Zaadz (or those  just passing through) pick up when they place their attention on the Pulse of the World. What vibe do you get? Is it all groovy and cool? Or are you pickiing up arrhythmias and discordant patterns (helter-skelter) when you tune into the Great Swell that is Humanity spanning the Globe like an evolutionary Tsunami---leaving no stone unturned and nothing as it was before?



(June 26th Addendum)

I wonder if the world exists in some sort of state of balance or equilibrium such that the positive/good is counterbalanced by the negative/bad. It seems to me that for many, many people the world is not gettting better, and that no one can argue against this fact. Yet, for others the world seems to be a state of increasing positivity. So how might one reconcile these facts that seem to contradict one another? What if reconciliation of the contradiction is in an appreciation of the polarity that the world exists is in a state of? What if every upswing is paid for by a downswing elsewhere? Would that mean we cannot say that the world is improving en masse or in toto? Would that mean that a recognition of improvment and betterment has to come with a conciliatory sense that this positivity is going to be offset somewhere in the Gaian System by negativity? That Enlightenment and the Dark Ages are fundamentally One?