What counts as a phenomenon? Should we count ourselves as phenomena? There is the phenomenal in humankind. It is – like many other things – just a matter of finding it. How hard you look depends on what you wish to find. When seeking phenomena, ask yourself what you are hoping to demonstrate through your discovery. That way – looking at the message you are intending to send – you will be sure to succeed in your search.
Allow phenomenal to happen to you. It is a matter of giving permission. Once granted, that particular permission cannot be revoked. You open a lock, as such, and set yourself upon a path that is guaranteed to bring you out into the sunshine. That is where you want to be, it does not matter when you get there. If you would prefer to find yourself brought out into a blizzard, then that is your indaba.
Think of phenomenal as a methodology. What to aspire to. There is a lot to be said for aspirations. There is a lot to be said for the courage to chase them. A cynic will say there is no point in chasing anything. A coward will say there is no way to chase. A defeatist will say there is no chance of succeeding, no matter what you do.
There is a point. There is a way. There is a chance. Take it.
A lot of people have an issue with generalisations. They can be offensive, understandably, but sometimes they are necessary. When we are included in a bracket, or labelled as a whole, it forces accountability upon the everyman. Or woman. Interestingly, that makes individuals more inclined to define themselves as different from the masses in order that they distance themselves from the responsibility the masses must carry.
A point in hand is that each generalisation that is made is a reminder. A reminder that each one of us is part of a larger picture that has a history about which we can currently do nothing. It exists. Unfortunately, humans are largely predictable. They follow like lemmings their own kind, year in and year out. They insist on behaving the same way they have done for centuries. This needs changing before generalisations can be done away with.
It can be frustrating for people who do not deserve to wear the labels that are generally given to the collective. There are always those people who do not fit the mould that society has sculpted for every man, woman and child. Those ‘misfits’ who have been dragging balls and chains that do not belong shackled to their ankles. The ‘misfits’ are okay with their load – it has facilitated their unique position. They have the best of both worlds. They can blend with the generalisations into obscurity – along with the majority of the planet – or they can take accountability for their contributions to the history of our now and refine their definitions.
It is helpful to look on the brighter side of life, particularly at those times when there is little light to see by. Positivity is a valuable asset in the dark. In fact it is priceless, at all times. Without foresight it is not a simple business, being optimistic. You need to be able to envision the best outcome, every time. That involves interpreting the big picture. Not translating it, or explaining it away.
There is always time to hope for the best to happen. It costs nothing, that kind of positivity. It does mean heartache, that is inevitable in a world where appalling things happen uninterrupted all day, everyday. An open heart is susceptible to aching. When you want the best for everything that is deserving of it – and again, deserving being a big word – it is a challenge to accept that in this life we do not all necessarily get what we want.
There is no such thing as being too optimistic. We are all highly evolved creatures, we can see beyond the daily dire and dismal to where this world really is a better place for all that have a vested interest in its wellbeing. Fortunately there are still many optimists all over the globe practicing their positive influence on people and their purpose – and for them, we should all be grateful. Without their foresight this planet would not be where it is going.
What makes you happiest? When you know that, you know a lot. It is not a simple process, discovering what gives you the most pleasure in life. Sex, naturally, gives a lot of people a lot of pleasure in life, but despite plentiful evidence to the contrary, that is not the only measure of pleasure in 2014.
This planet should be a source of enormous pleasure for a great many, but it isn’t. Its mere actuality should fill billions of people with happiness, but it doesn’t. Whether that is because people no longer bother to stop and smell the roses, I don’t know, but I am sure that has a great deal to do with it. It is not only that money smells a lot sweeter to a lot of people than roses do, it is simply that too many people don’t understand – perhaps have never understood – that this planet upon which they live, this planet inundated with spectacular life forms and feats of Nature, this Earth of extraordinary diversity, this place of constant change and growth in motion, is what Eden was ever all about. The humans have had paradise from its inception and alarmingly, they still expect something other than this. Something better. They need to understand that that is not going to happen. Prototype Eden gets totally destroyed by man – and reality stipulates that there is no alternative.
There is always that saying about chasing happiness – that the chase is pointless. That the search is in earnest. It is a valid point of view, but there is also that saying about being sure that you are not trying to run before you can walk, about not trying to fly from a sitting down position, for instance. I would suggest that you try flying from lying down – even before you can walk – and then you can worry about running in another lifetime. There are many for whom that other lifetime is coming.
We have all used them. We have all needed them, it would seem, to survive. This world is made that way. People have been lying to save their skins since time immemorial. I suppose if you lie to save your life you can always hope that it was worth it. Your life, that is.
It is said that people lie out loud, on average, four times every twenty-four hours. I doubt whether that includes the myriad lies people tell themselves all day long – those need counting as well. It would appear that a lot of people feel far safer behind a wall of lies than they do out in the wide open, where reality is happening. That is a pity. A wall of lies is hardly a stronghold. It can be knocked down with one – or two – simple truths. The truth, as simple as it is, is where the ultimate power lies. Everybody knows that.
Lies destroy. They build, yes – bullshit castles in the sky – but their real purpose is to destroy. That is unfortunate when you consider what lies are actually destroying. It is no good thing when the voice of reason we have been conditioned to hear does not speak to us honestly. Reason in itself has always been problem enough, but at least when it was decided that reason was going to ‘lead’ the way, the age-old deciders should have ensured that reason was truth. Unfortunately, lying for a living bent reason sideways and it has never straightened itself out.
Waxing and waning. Ebbing and flowing. These are the tunes of a moon. Part of a moon’s mystery. If moons could speak can you imagine what they would say? They would have a lot to say, that is for certain. I believe that translating the moon’s illumination would yield a truth rich in emphasis and understatement. Moons are humble with their majesty.
Is a moon male, or female? There is the man on the moon, his testimony. Testimony from a man is very different to testimony from a woman. This is something that should always be remembered. Perhaps the energy field that suspends a moon in orbit is female. Perhaps the essence of a moon is female. It does matter.
A new moon. A full moon. Howling wolves silhouetted on hilltops. Feeding vampires caught neckside by moonbeams. Angels riding the high tide. Demons sleeping, deep. Our moon has many friends in this world. Many admirers. It has always been this way. A moon inspires awe in the right people. The right people know who they are; and they are lucky.