MORRIS AND LEE HAVE COFFEE:

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CH FIVE: COMMUNITY
MORRIS AND LEE HAVE COFFEE:

Morris: You describe God as Love, Knowledge and Truth. Is that right.

Lee: Sounds right to me.

Morris: And Scott describes God as wanting the best for you and me. Is that right?

Lee: Pretty much.

Morris: And Curio says there is No God. Is that right?

Lee: He said that once.

Morris: Yet you say that all three of you are right about all of this. Did I get that right?

Lee: You got that right, Morris.

Morris: Well, how can that be, Leeward? (He often calls me Leeward. He’s my spiritual advisor you see so he gets by with stuff like that). Leeward, how can that be?

Lee: Let’s meditate on that Morris, whaddaya say?

Morris: Okay.

LANCELOT, A FREE MAN

 

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Lancelot was a free man, deterred by naught, encumbered by little, a seeker of truth who in truth and completely unknown to his otherwise intelligent self, was actually looking for one safe place in a very dangerous world.

Like all free thinkers, the sculptor, the architect, the composer, the scientist, Lancelot continued on his lifelong quest for Truth, accumulating nothing, enjoying everything  and discovering at least one new thing every day of his planetary journey, until…

Lancelot discovered Camelot.

Thinking this to be the repository for the truth he thought he was seeking and inspired by the Love that he was discovering, Camelot appeared to Lancelot to be the goal which had been his for so very long.

“Yes”, said Lancelot “I want this”.

His acceptance however was an error of judgment. Yes, Camelot offered Knowledge and Love, but in order to be experienced, needed to be shared. He could remain in Camelot and share Love and absorb the Knowledge but this would be the end of his search. And such was his Revelation.

Camelot was a Stargate.

Camelot was not the goal after all, and understanding now, that the path he had taken which brought him to Camelot in the first place, need not stop at Camelot or at any other place; the Path was indeed where he needed to be and so Lancelot moved on.

Lancelot was now once again a free man, deterred by naught, encumbered by little, a seeker of truth who in truth and somewhat more aware now, this reasonably intelligent man on the Path  was no longer seeking one safe place in a dangerous world.

Like all free thinkers, the sculptor, the architect, the composer, the scientist, Lancelot re-embarked on his lifelong path of Truth, accumulating nothing, enjoying everything and discovering at least one new thing every day of his planetary journey.

Lancelot was a free man.

THE PURPOSE OF WHAT???

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The purpose of meditation is to clear the mind.  Nooo?

The purpose of meditation is to discover self. Nooo?

The purpose of meditation is to discover God. Nooo?

The purpose of meditation is to discover Love Nooo?

The purpose of meditation is to discover Peace. Nooo?

The purpose of meditation is to discover heaven. Nooo?

The purpose of meditation is to discover the forgotten discoveries held captive by the Unconscious Mind. Nooo?

Actually, I was having a problem with my daily reception of the creative moment. I meditated (or was that mulled? mused?) and this is what I got. Perhaps if I consult Morris.

 

 

APES, PARROTS, LEMMINGS and MARKETING

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APES, PARROTS, LEMMINGS and MARKETING

There is a learning principle that appears to hold for all creatures. It seems to be nearly as true for humans as it is for apes, parrots and lemmings. This most popular method for learning is the practice of mimicking others of our ilk. When reading of Michelangelo or Edison or Picasso we like to compliment ourselves for being related to such creative history makers and yes, we all have a story describing a moment in our personal histories demonstrating our own particular genius for solving problems and contributing to the overall good of us all.
But we still prefer to make our choices by acknowledging and repeating the claimed successes of friends, family and perhaps the promise of a degree of fame.
As marketers, it is left to us to overcome buyer’s resistance to new products; we do this by using the information gathered by the social scientists among us and adjust our market plans accordingly. We then must overcome unforeseen problems as soon as possible after the product reaches a predetermined saturation point.
Shortly after WW II, the electric blanket was introduced. Instantly popular, the product was an immediate success. However, when an unseasonably cold winter set in, complaints started coming back that these electric blankets were not providing enough warmth. Millions of dollars and trillions of words pursued a re-education program of how to properly use the electric blanket.
Heat rises and therefore maximum comfort would not be achieved if snuggling beneath the blanket; it must go under the bottom sheet. The habit of blanket-use acquired over centuries, resisted all attempts to refine the images supported by words and concepts like “snuggle” and “comfy”. Going to bed was for most Americans a ritual with strong expectations of release from a day of struggle and stress.
Eventually, it occurred to someone to give the electric blanket a new name. Soon it was being marketed as a mattress pad. That was nearly two decades ago. Googling nomenclature for both products quickly reveals that there are to this very day, five times as many listings for the tag “electric blanket” as for “electric mattress pad”.

WHY ME?

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“Why me?” His eyes seemed to complete the question, the shrug of his shoulders mirroring the shrug of his upturned eyebrows but a realistic opinion would be that most guesses would be a bit off the mark.

Gerald was not questioning a Judge’s decision that he be confined for having committed an injustice; he was not  a fugitive, a sex offender or a terrorist;  perhaps his question may have revealed to those who knew him better, an implied a kinship of this kind of thinking to his secret shame for ideas which compelled him to seek answers to questions that would seem a foolish waste of time to the average person.

Gerald believed that he had not only discovered the secret of the existence of an omnipotent God but who this God is, has always been, when and how he was born and how that failed to contradict that He had always been and that he would be here for eternity. He was not the least bit mystified by the evidence that revealed that though God existed, technically He did not. Nor did it bother him to realize that a measure of Eternity could as easily be described as lasting for a trillionth of a second as to claim a larger figure, say a Trillion, trillion light years…?