SHACK 4004 THE LONG ROAD

Multi Briefs

I sit on the bus and it is bumpy and slow, sometimes a noisy engine and sometimes a quiet sort of smooth electric thingy. Sometimes to meet somebody and sometimes shopping or just for the ride.

There are so many people, so many cars, so many, so many, I feel the thick energy of the hustle and bustle which people are deeply concerned and engrossed in, its their thing and important to them and I am OK with that and yet a smidgeon in me wonders what is this mish mash about is it me missing out on activity or am I jealous or does it appeal to the notion that everything is impermanent, transient, dream like and there is a quietness that is in me and feels the anxiety, frenzy and anger of this stifled and closely impacted traffic and noise and the startled anxious drawn looks of the passers by and the fraught looks of the drivers of vehicles caught in the traffic jam or the exasperation and especially if they have to be somewhere specifically on time and those persons wanting to cross the road with parcels , kids and or infirmities. It seems like organised chaos. And all this hustle and bustle, needles on demise.

I sit perhaps somewhat superiorly in a somewhat mindful and semi meditative contemplation and this puts me in a sort of feel, empathetic mood as if I were an antenna for their collective mood and feeling their feelings and realising they are my feelings as well and they as if we are not separated and use the word they as a judgemental act, they are like that I am merely picking up their vibes, what an arrogant judgemental prick I am. I am as they are because not only do I feel it, but I must recognise it so because that is in my ego psyche and had been unconscious until I felt it rise in them /me and I am as they are and further more they are my teachers and brought out the unconscious judgement, I am like them too I am as they are and brought this up for recognition and realisation.  

So the long road the journeys that may reveal something significant, deeply insightful or even liberation and the end of the road, the rainbow end the pot of Gold, the nirvana, deep uninterrupted peace. In the image above the word START. Start another bus ride, a mind fantasy and there is 'out there' somewhere the key, the answer, 'start' really I should not move from start because start is the NOW. Moving from start is either the past, a trip down memory lane or the hope the future may bring, when I get to the end of the journey, I arrive and then realise, there is no end even in death of the body if the mind has not finished with its cachinnations and machinations which is unfinished business and will have to be settled possibly in another incarnation.

So I recognise the karma of the bus and other journeys and while they irk my bus reverie they remind of the 'stuff' I have buried somewhere in my psyche and yet not so because they are the unconscious automated brain washed programmes playing out without awareness and presence, they are unconscious because they automatically react and cause the emotions and feelings with raison d'etres to back them up. This I can feel is my norm and it is no using denying that mere meditation can magnify them by not revealing them as such but being there as the backdrop quiet mind which then feels the jagged vibes and gives rise to recognition and so causing them to be exposed, it is the contrast between the quiet mind and the discords and jagged frequencies which ruffle the quiet still ocean and cause the waves of distortion to become apparent and what might have been the level and state of the psyche then can be by awareness of the contrast allow some alleviation of the irksome situation.  

 So do what is felt to do; the long journey is OK the urge to expose more and even there is procrastination, I feel at times the pull between going out there, especially now my joints ache so and with age (by the way who programmed the message I find rising occasionally 'its natural to feel stiff and aches in old age, have senior moments and become senile, feeble and dull' this is a world wide brain washed set of ideas so deeply buried and inculcated over the thousands of years that it is a 'set reality' the word inculcate describes it so well      'instil (an idea, attitude, or habit) by persistent instruction.

"I tried to inculcate in my pupils an attitude of enquiry"

Similar:

instil

implant

fix

ingrain

infuse

impress

imprint

introduce

engender

produce

generate

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promote

foster

hammer into

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brainwash

indoctrinate

teach

• teach (someone) an attitude, idea, or habit by persistent instruction.

  "they will try to inculcate you with a respect for culture"

 So exposure to the bus rides, the train going out or staying in and so on and the feeling of being stifled by them, harmed by them can mean they are in me and need to be recognised faced and go through them and not judge them or put them down and bury them. I remember on a recent bus ride and a particular set of thoughts 'Lord there are so many of them, like ants going hither and thither and cars belching out fumes or just such huge numbers, so many people and the atmosphere thick with panic, anxiety and frenzy, now with the fear of the media and saying another pandemic is coming, huge energy bill, food prices rising, relationship stuff, war and huge advanced weapons, space flight and aliens, money and mortgages and the Netflix cop out and horror of the graphics and going to bed with impression and leading to a mind filled with fantasy and glitz and glamour of materialisms and celebrity aspirations'. Yes I see this in me and then my quiet mind seems to be challenged by the above and this again one meets on the long road and yet is this just another brain washed programme? How long is long?

SHACK

Irish Traveller

I have never subscribe to Netflix but I am with BBC Player and ITV X which have stored huge amounts of videos of every kind.  I use Netflix as an example and one of many such facilities and have seen my friends, family and neighbours just mesmerised and transfixed and their radios, mobiles and TV are on whenever they are in.  One member of my family has one in each living room and bedroom with house WIFI. That is there choice and life style, maybe I am 'old school' however it is not for me. 

SHACK