Hola mi Gente…
So, I’m telling on myself: I secretly
made a promise to myself that I would post something every day. Most of my content is original, but I also sometimes
post and comment on other people’s content. I’ve gotten very lazy with my
writing and blogging helps to prime the creative pump. Loads of stuff on criminal
justice and some new stories coming up. Stay tuned…
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Cosmic Accident
They
lied to you, sold you ideas of good and evil, gave you distrust of your body
and shame for your prophethood of chaos, invented words of disgust for your
molecular love, mesmerized you with inattention, bored you with civilization.
-- Hakim Bey
I once read a very interesting short
story called “Pedestrian Accident.” It was part of an anthology of experimental
fiction, Anti-Story,
a girlfriend gave me and which quickly changed the way I read and wrote. The
story is told solely from the perspective of a victim who has been struck by a
truck and can’t move. His body is on the ground, halfway under the truck and
he’s unable to move or talk. He can’t even move his head. All he can do is
observe the happenings and there’s this whole inner dialog going on inside his
head. As the reader, this is your perspective also. The story, apart from being
hilarious at times, is also very profound. In my opinion, the story is also a
very apt metaphor for life.
As with the unfortunate protagonist in
the story, it seems that we too have awakened to an accident. Our birth and
lives surely seem this way. We don’t remember asking to be born or enter this
plane of existence and yet here we are, innocent observers and victims alike,
at the scene of a grand cosmic accident. Numb and in shock, we weave and wander
our way through the traffic of our lives, trying to recall the details.
Furthermore, we seem to have suffered brain damage, having no memory of how we
got here and even less about where we’re going.
Many of us live our lives traumatized,
as if by accident, accepting the circumstances of our “fate.” As with the
protagonist in our story, we’re powerless and at the whims of everybody around
the scene of our accident pretending to be officials and authorities. While we
may seem to make choices, we are really just treating our life as an accident
and bemoaning our bad luck, or trying to act cynical and witty and shrugging it
off and settling for less. It could be
worse, right? we rationalize. Or we attempt to adopt a cynical or been-there-done-that
posture that we think makes us look cool. At least that’s what we begin to
believe.
Numb and adrift we never become fully
healed, never fully alive, never setting out to see what would happen if we
didn’t live our lives by accident. However, the fact remains that this is our
life and in the end we can’t say, “Ooops, it was an accident.” Then again,
maybe we can. To a certain degree, that
particular choice is ours.
Ultimately, you must become who you
are. A life lived chaotically at the whims of fashionable beliefs is not a life
really lived at all. That kind of life is like a role inhabited by a stranger.
It’s a head-on collision with anger, regret, resentment, and self-delusion. By
treating our lives as an accident, and therefore worthless, we cheat ourselves.
Only when you understand this will you experience the rage and anger at the
forces within you and outside of you that keep you from your true self -- your
true potential. It’s not only your birthright but also your responsibility to
reclaim your true self from the scene of the accident and to live your life
fully, no matter the cost. We all have the potential to recover from the
discovery that we are alive. After all, life itself is not going to last
indefinitely.
Too many of us rely on belief systems
that appeal to our deepest fears and longings as answers to our questions. Most
belief systems are nothing more than the fossilized and rotted remains of what
one person did for themselves. To examine our lives and make them worth living
is the first step to acting deliberately and not accidentally. The word
“deliberately” comes from the word “deliberation” which basically means to think. If we think our lives are
accidents, they will be.
On the other hand, belief systems all
contain very important truths, questions, and sometimes even some answers.
However, at a very deep level they are not our
truths, our questions, or our answers. By accepting the second-hand truths of
others, we cheat ourselves of our true fulfillment. The hunger for fulfillment
can only be satiated by our own efforts, by the planting of our own questions, the
harvesting our own answers, and the cultivation of our own truths.
Some of us have awakened to find
ourselves in the midst of a Grand Cosmic Accident. Some have never awakened at
all and contentedly watch “reality” as if flickers from a screen. Those of us
who have awakened, or are committed to an awakened life, have an opportunity to
realize our boundless potential, to get up from the scene of the accident and
explore the territory; to live consciously and intentionally.
My name is Eddie and I’m in recovery
from civilization…
Labels: awakening,
awareness, life, meaning
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