Re-Load

                                                                                   

                                                                                    

You know everything has some reason behind it; or our imagination gets the best of us.

Though we know not; all we can do is think with the gifted mind which is our own and consider the thoughts we think we believe. Life is real and not just a lucid dream, or is it? We live in a reality greater than our own.

We owe our will to the expense of the intellect and to be non-exempt to the chains of reasoning.

The scientific method combated our sole reasoning from passion and emotion which have a powerful grip over our own passions that lead us to the state of action or non-action. We do our best to find complacency in the complex environment even on a world scale, even including the scale of a universe we know little of or how we fit into the grand scheme of things.

If the Earth tilted on its axis even one degree everything would change. Change is the one constant we can believe in. If our own perspective would tilt on its axis even one degree our entire perspective would take on a new horizon. Our thinking would take on a bold new direction.

Dry your tearful eyes from crying

accept things as they are

change is not easy, but comes easily

and move on from your indolence

and be courageous and bold thinking

of all the answers to your own questions.

Those tears roll down the side of your face

like rivers from misconceived notions

reality has more than one side

it goes on forever in any direction

by its own will; nature is its own being;

and we are constantly becoming fulfilled 

by our own destiny.

Dry your tearful soul

the rain is not eternal

it brings new growth

in the season of spring

and covers over this past winter.

It takes a little time

not much

while the minute hand passes the hour hand

once more. And still you keep changing

and your mind recovers from the "Re-Load"

you've been going thru

in the moments of "The Golden Eternity".

Time passes and takes its tole

and takes with it those who it wills

and brings new birth

to those who accept their mission

here on the Good Earth.

Sunday, clear the past from your memory

and make pretend all is new.

                                                                          

It takes a little time

not very much;

to keep or change your mind

but sometimes a decision

happens in an unspeakable way

and you keep control

as much as you can;

but your emotions overpower you

like the waves of the ocean

crashing upon the shore.

The same waves

bring inspiration

and new passion

you find calm

in a peaceful moment

delicately turning all you once thought

into the churning sand

below the waves.

what was once thought

now cast away

memories linger on

soon to be forgotten too

inspiration like revelation

replaces all you once thought

and give you that sense of wonder

only your mind can create.

its beauty shares all things

in a certain way

and you pass from hardship

to serenity

with just another 

casual re-loaded thought.

the story continues thinking going forward.

                                                                                 

the image is not of an actual explosion of the determinable results
but the explosion of the mind when a new or challenging idea comes to mind.

Another typewriter ribbon holds more depth in analytic thinking , spontaneous thoughts and memories of thoughts brought to the surface from meditative concentration and relaxing thought provoking ideas'

the "I get it moment" is Epiphany of a sort  when a thought comes together and your reaction challenges the action you took in contemplative diagnosis of relevant notions and stimulating encouraging dialogue.

me looking at my reflection, just the same
inside out and outside in
the true me is still debatable.

                                                                                 

once at the yard the engineer locates the correct placement of the commuting cars on their way to their designated destination. similarly we act in sort the same review.

Life goes on, steadily we take our course on a long and eventful journey. 
                                                                                                     

  another supply ship heads to the ISS because life in orbital space requires special needs and we have learned from those explorers we all have needs and our wants are beside the point of survival. we all need supplies and one of the requirements of life in space depends on ground support just like our living needs are coordinated with our passions and lifestyle.

another typewriter ribbon captures my thoughts on the printed page and the accumulation of my notes from my journal increases day by day and night by night; the story continues on another posting; too long for one sitting, now comfortable at my desk, in the sanctuary of my home and i deliberate on the next paragraph of this adventure in learning and accepting reality as it really is.

Philosophical Thinking of the Modern Era

                                                                                 

greetings from earth, location the south poke, where the sky is clear and the summer sun revolves just above tree top and research here gives a clear perspective on the outer limits of deep space where our interest ought to be focused after we search ourselves from deep within to the surface of our consciousness.

                                                                             

another trip to the ISS with life saving cargo
beyond our world there are more

thru these windows
and doors to the outside
of the self

we see and interpret our world

Discussion and expression of "point of view" have a positive or negative effect on our being.
A point of view has many perspectives. In dialogue there are yours and mine and significant others in the conversation. The writer, Artist and musician bring their perspective from their own conscious material, from learning, experience and from knowledge and wisdom.

                                                                                     

No dialogue is complete without media as receiver on the printed page to share those ideas and to address them. There will be no turning back, only a change of mind after looking at a subject from all sides.

                                                                                  

these images show only one grand perspective and is appropriate for this discussion.

                                                                            

the mind is a curious thing, a living machine
temporarily connected to the mortal body
and soul
 but perhaps there is more ?

There will be no turning back the clock of time. How we use our time in thought makes the certain way of thinking what it is. what i do is thinking about thinking and progress to a final thought which is never really final. everything is subject to change, nature was made that way for some reason.

                                                                                                      

Perhaps William Blake had it right: if you want to change the world first change yourself.

                                                                                                             

maybe it's time to make that change? we only get older and the young ones have bold ideas and notions of their future even as you get older only time will tell. perhaps it's time for a drive in the sky. You live incessantly moving from moment to moment casually stopping to gain your strength, but sometimes you just fly and adjust your thinking as needed from the theories you gain from experience.

This may be a long story, but all I've got is time.

                                                                                 I've only just begun.
                                                                                 

                                                                                    somewhere, up there beyond our atmosphere is an ether where only spirit exists. what a splendid thought. something to believe in perhaps.
Living with the past is written in history books; living in the present is mind boggling and so complex its simplicity is nearer comprehension than ever believed. Today is always forever.

High fly to center field, the athlete jumps and misses, home run. Hail Mary pass to the far end of the field, intercepted, the game is over. It's our interpretation and perspective that makes all the difference. Our view of reality as it is, is the only reality we can know. 

                                                                                so this is all we can do: take the good with the bad, interpret the situation and make conditions bearable to our own soul to survive.

                                                                            

flight, the ultimate sensation

from dawn to dusk we must find our own direction.

persistence and mindset with optimism keep our bigger story on the headlines of a revolving dialogue with your inner self and your actual inner mind where the sorting of facts and ingenuity brings us to where we want to go from a comfortable stationary point in the time continuum . 
the story continues in philosophical thinking going forward.