Tripping on the Tread-mill

[Guest guest]

Good morning,

Said the old man as he slid slowly out of bed,

bones groaning, muscles moaning, while his wife and

keeper, an avid sleeper lies there sleeping like the dead.

Chu is also curled-up there keeping watch over his mother

at the foot of the bed. She pulled an extended shift at work

last night again. I hope I can make it down the darken hall

to the micro-wave for a coffee jump-start, if I can make

it there, I can make it anywhere ---New York! New York!

Tis dry and warm here in the Arid State, no rain, nor any

cool clear water, just beans & weinies, & dry martinies.

It will take a little time this morning to locate what plane

or dimension I'm in, & the time,-- past, present or future.

The past is ever present, but due to the momentariness

and limited range of our ordinary individual consciousness

( or rather that part of it which we use in our every-day life.)

which can dwell only on one point at a time, & which therefore

has to be in constant motion, ( The Red-Queen ) in order to

cover a wider range of events, facts, or objects----due to this

momentariness we experience only that point as present, on

which our mind is focussed, and all other points as past, ( or,

according to our expectation, as future ). Now, if we could see

all points simultaneously, the past would appear as another

dimension of space, but I'm still not sure where I am.---or who

I am. And the aspect of 'being' is nothing other than the total

aspect of becoming. There is no question of choosing between

these two aspects, as to which is more real or true.

Both are united, and those who try to build a philosophy upon

only one of them, to the exclusion of the other, lose themselves

in verbal play. Even if time, as we understand it, is an imperfect

way of seeing things, the movement on which it is based and the

consciousness which percives it are real factors of immediate

experience and profound significance.

So, where am I? who am I? and what time is it?

Talk to ya later, when I wake-up ----ha!

Regards

S.C.