Today I sit in the midst of my birthday of 87 years. It is quiet. In rereading journals where I was told if you want a good book to read, write it, I am finding truth. Rarely do I remember if it was cereal for breakfast and therefore rereading the saga I wonder what comes next .
The Teacher asked in a September 2013 entry . . .you saw an event and caught it in flight and reacted and saw the lesson in the event. Tell us how you do that. . .
Because I felt sorry for myself that day this was the answer. . . .(My spontaneity as a child was shanghaied because I was born seeing the thought and it was then engulfed in the larger picture with its application within life and lives and results following.
The consequences then run through but the spontaneity is gone and the moment lost. The result, the lesson, the appreciation is deeper and the entire action is molded into a lesson and humanity benefits, instead of just the impulse of the person.
You have in me no game player therefore someone they say who spoils the fun and doesn’t know how to play. Not invited to go along because I spoil the fun.)
Within the brackets above was from the entry. I add, I think life is beautiful as is and needs no embellishment; the storyteller really needs the exaggeration. Games are often played to show superiority, king of the mountain syndrome.
Compensation is at play giving me ‘language sparring’ for diversion. Great fun and like the poem following, a surprise and a lark. The response to Around The Bend was great so I run it again. Aww shucks. It seems I’ve run out of cola.
Around The Bend. . .
I was told you have stretched
as far as you can and the rest
will require another world.
You work too hard at this, he said.
Break the pattern because
you do not need more information
to underscore what you already know.
What good to understand worm holes,
and black holes and white holes
and time warps.
You work with them every night
when you flutter in and out
of worlds and know your way around
the bends of light.
You don’t need anything more.
You need a good stiff drink
of more than cola.
Love, take a bender.
You need rye, straight.
I say, around the bend
there will be a hand,
someone to pull me up. . . .
around the bend will be a someone
to pull me up. . . .I know.