I feel like this world is made of many worlds? And our animal consciousness (brain that keeps our/this body alive) can’t fully understand what the hell is going on. Then there are these strange moments (now being one of them - 3:00AM, typing on my pocket computer) where you know that our animals eyes and ears aren’t the whole story. To try to connect to that…I sit real still, as still as I can sit. I burn sage and incense and candles and palo santo, because it seems like that’s what people who are curious about the unknown do. So what comes of it? Don’t have the answer to that one, but I can feel something happening, it’s real slow like. A realist might say dying. A comedian might say stupidity. There is something out there, we are connected to it. Why can’t we explain it? Hmph. I get nervous when I really think about it. It’s bigger than us. That’s the thing and it’s scary as hell, because our little minds and ego want to feel like these bodies that we have evolved in are the best thing going. But there is something else out there and like it or not we are connected to it AND for whatever reason it feels…well unfortunately this mind doesn’t have the right word to describe it, or maybe I feel like I am not allowed to describe it for others. Yes - that’s it.
