"The world is so full of a number of things
I'm certain we all should be happy as kings!"
When I was a child I had a copy of Robert Louis Stevenson's "A Child's Garden of Verses"
I just loved these poems and I am certain they colored my world view more deeply than I can fathom. I also spent a lot of time alone in a blissful state where everything was magical, as I remember my early years. So it's easy for me to slip right back into that state of being. It's my "default", as it were.
(Which I suppose can be interpreted as vapid, vacuous trivial, inane, clueless, etc. I don't care).
And as I get older and spend more time alone, I find myself spending more and more time there.
This "Memex"on the desk in front of me makes it easy to view more and more delightful vistas. Ir seems to me that the delightful and marvelous is on the rise whereas the nightmare is passe. Actually, even the nightmarish phenomena are being elevated to pleasureable experiences.
Quoting from one of my current favorite books, "Pronoia is the Antidote to Paranoia" by astrologer Rob Bresny:
"At a concert in California, devotional singer, Krishna Das told the story of escorting his revered teachers, a frail old Indian couple, to an acupuncturist in New York. They had to walk through a neighborhood dominated by strip clubs, prostitutes, and drug dealers. Every few feet a new salesperson approached with an offer of crack, weed, crank, or sexual adventures.
Krishna Das worried about subjecting his beloved guides to such a degrading experience, but they were unfazed. "This is heaven," said the woman. When a surprised Krishna Das asked what she meant she replied, "Heaven is any place where one's needs can be met."
That's my idea of it, too.
When I was a teenager I took every opportunity I could to go into this garden of every possible delight that is the Big Apple and avail myself of such experiences as cannot be spoken of in this day of apparent fear and repression.
I had no fear and came to no harm. I just enjoyed it all.
But the world huge and there are endless delights to be enjoyed in the realms of food,music or whathaveyou.
I not really making any kind of point here, but I just think it's delightful all around!
I'm certain we all should be happy as kings!"
When I was a child I had a copy of Robert Louis Stevenson's "A Child's Garden of Verses"
I just loved these poems and I am certain they colored my world view more deeply than I can fathom. I also spent a lot of time alone in a blissful state where everything was magical, as I remember my early years. So it's easy for me to slip right back into that state of being. It's my "default", as it were.
(Which I suppose can be interpreted as vapid, vacuous trivial, inane, clueless, etc. I don't care).
And as I get older and spend more time alone, I find myself spending more and more time there.
This "Memex"on the desk in front of me makes it easy to view more and more delightful vistas. Ir seems to me that the delightful and marvelous is on the rise whereas the nightmare is passe. Actually, even the nightmarish phenomena are being elevated to pleasureable experiences.
Quoting from one of my current favorite books, "Pronoia is the Antidote to Paranoia" by astrologer Rob Bresny:
"At a concert in California, devotional singer, Krishna Das told the story of escorting his revered teachers, a frail old Indian couple, to an acupuncturist in New York. They had to walk through a neighborhood dominated by strip clubs, prostitutes, and drug dealers. Every few feet a new salesperson approached with an offer of crack, weed, crank, or sexual adventures.
Krishna Das worried about subjecting his beloved guides to such a degrading experience, but they were unfazed. "This is heaven," said the woman. When a surprised Krishna Das asked what she meant she replied, "Heaven is any place where one's needs can be met."
That's my idea of it, too.
When I was a teenager I took every opportunity I could to go into this garden of every possible delight that is the Big Apple and avail myself of such experiences as cannot be spoken of in this day of apparent fear and repression.
I had no fear and came to no harm. I just enjoyed it all.
But the world huge and there are endless delights to be enjoyed in the realms of food,music or whathaveyou.
I not really making any kind of point here, but I just think it's delightful all around!
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