As Above, So Below... As Within, So Without...

Nothing from me for over a week...

Not because there's nothing going on and because there's no desire to write...

Because there's so much going on, in the inner, personal and the outer, social worlds, that it's been a process/time of 'feeling' rather than thinking...

Revolution happening within and without, here and all over the human and natural worlds...

LYRICS:

Don't you know you're talking about a revolution
It sounds like a whisper
Don't you know they're talking about a revolution
It sounds like a whisper

While they're standing in the welfare lines
Crying at the doorsteps of those armies of salvation
Wasting time in unemployment lines
Sitting around waiting for a promotion

Don't you know you're talking about a revolution
It sounds like a whisper

Poor people are gonna rise up
And get their share
Poor people are gonna rise up
And take what's theirs

Don't you know you better run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run
Oh I said you better run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run

Finally the tables are starting to turn
Talking about a revolution
Finally the tables are starting to turn
Talking about a revolution oh no
Talking about a revolution oh no

While they're standing in the welfare lines
Crying at the doorsteps of those armies of salvation
Wasting time in unemployment lines
Sitting around waiting for a promotion

Don't you know you're talking about a revolution
It sounds like a whisper

And finally the tables are starting to turn
Talking about a revolution
Finally the tables are starting to turn
Talking about a revolution oh no
Talking about a revolution oh no
Talking about a revolution oh no

Will it be a slow burn or a blazing pyre?

Will the cleansing fire be stomped out, or will it break completely free and create a new reality?

What will that look like?

 

I know my new inner reality is here to stay... which is, in the cold light of day or the wee small hours of the night, quite disconcerting... there is no going back... and there are less and less people out here in this part of left field...

M Scott Peck talks about taking the road less travelled...

I seem to be creating my road/reality as I go along.... living my way to the answers, as Rainer Maria Rilke begged people would do...

I'm at the point where I do not accept any authority outside myself/Source...

Scary place to be... still have to live in the world, and to raise a child in it... how to live in it but not be of it?

How to help birth a new paradigm?

Where to start?