GeoFee
We Are Circling
Posted on: 01/01/2014 14:23
The only fixed point of a circle is its centre.
We have in common the inexplicable wonder of human being in and through the realm of nature. Each of us begins a personal journey around the sun with the breathing in of air.
Each of us grows, through the broad and deep diversity of circumstance, accompanied by the constant, if irregular, breathing in and breathing out of the common air.
We end when the rhythm begun by breathing in is consummated by a final breathing out. When we are ended, our transitory being is carried forward by stories carried forward by the breath of those by whom we have been loved and whom we have loved.
With a deep, dedicated and determined passion for the restoration of that which is broken by our forgetting of the common centre of our common circle.
George
Comments
Arminius
Posted on: 01/01/2014 15:01
We circle around, we circle around, the boundaries of the Earth,
We circle around, we circle around, the whole wide universe.
Like eagles we are gliding in the sky,
Stretching out our wing feathers as we fly.
Mendalla
Posted on: 01/01/2014 16:13
Beautiful, George. Absolutely beautiful and very true to me.
Mendalla
Kimmio
Posted on: 01/01/2014 16:51
Thank you, George.
Neo
Posted on: 01/01/2014 23:05
Great New Years message George. The end of every year marks the beginning of a new year.
InannaWhimsey
Posted on: 01/02/2014 00:06
*candle*
WaterBuoy
Posted on: 01/02/2014 11:52
Good one George ... and great follow ups folks ... for those that would get out of the cul-de-sac ... upset omega?
Could this be the womb of thought in a reciprocal world that is beyond mortal that is improperly jack-screwed by emotions and not much wisdom? Like a bump in the quantum pool!
I forsee the final question in the testing as: "My child what did you learn out there?" Then around it comes again ... and we forgot the primitive parts if we didn't wish to know history as part of myth! And all this spinning about a point of no volume and mass ... like making a myth out of nothing ... if such a thing can be done by adolescents in a den ... supposedly claiming to be doing nothing ... that which the parietal reflects had not told them about the dangers and benefits of sects when gathered. There is a season for such things when considered emotionally with reason ...
Does everything have a sense of humur (Old English word meaning spirit or essence) when you see the satyr in the preaching about injured goods coming through sectant (searching) incounters learning something that was not there initially (the parents denied this through millenia of conditioning the emotions as something not to be pondered)?
Is there something like a well-heeled grab bag if chi has you by the soul in retrieval? Does this suggest elastic bounce? Stones don't bounce much ... a little in water ... with the right trajec Tory! It's out a 'ere ... and th' Dan's goes on ...