When I came to publish SHACK 96 there was no such
writing to be found in the blog list.
Either I had failed to number it or did not write one, so this came up.
I decided to write it now and well out of the
order of the lists of which there are many more.
Does it really matter in the great scheme of
things if one writes or does anything?
Taking the view that all perishes and has a
limited existence which is a called a life time it would be futile to modern
society to be without a goal, listless and a mere vacant person. Perhaps this
is what a native mind is like, hunting for food, procreating, respecting nature
and living without TV, cell / mobile phones, computers, cars, fridges, only
shamans for doctors seeing nature as a benefactor, no vacations for every day
is one and not concerned about life or death as vital and keeping up to fashion
and always looking young.
Of course I live in this Western Civilisation and
all its accoutrements and it is fitting in the simple with the complex that
maybe the challenge, perhaps we have to be in the technical age and refine it
so that it is a compliment and concomitant and commensurate to ‘spiritual’
Universal Values.
This is not a compromise but a seeking to marry
seemingly opposites and with war torn cities massive rubble and extinction and
huge rape and abuse, life as cheap as knife to the neck and yet there can be
out of the ashes of utmost negativity, greed, lust and depravity that a Phoenix, that
Mystical Creature of hope and not the sorry and depletion and to rise to the hope of the glory of the
soaring spirit that one day rise to full glory of love and harmony.
So this is what happens when one forgets to number
a piece of writing.
SHACK
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