Harlequin
Diptych
Men In A Box
Caveat:
the only problem with extreme naval gazing
when one gets through one still doesn't
know who he/she/it is. It's all about process.
Sturm und Drang
In the Strum und Drang of our contemporary life there are those moments
when one falls into that "pathology" of consciousness which
affords us the body chemistry to explore our Meaning in this Universe.
Extreme Navel Gazing by default is a state of mind in growth mode as our
exponential expansion places us in the unenviable position of knowing
of our insignificance in the scheme of things while we strut with arrogance
to the melody of complacency.
menina box 5"x7" print on paper

Harlequin Diptych, men in the box
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men in a box 5"x7" print on paper
Extreme Navel Gazing is not a waste of time, however, those who believe
productivity for its own sake is a sign of being gifted with life after
death find the activity to be anathema to the human condition. Disapproval
of further exploration of the human condition through Extreme Navel Gazing
is rooted in the need to make stuff and things, bulk, to occupy space
for some territorial imperative to be revealed in the Next Great Here
After.
However, if one ponders this hypothesis one can easily see:
the beyond is filled with so much stuff already we can produce practically
nothing to the sum total of the whole. Why would one need stuff and things
for such a place?
Odd, but our finest thinkers seem to engage in Extreme Navel Gazing inorder
to be productive.
"We dream, as we livealone."
Gus Kahan, The Day the Mirth Stood Still
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Man in the Box
the world with grace?
As I stood there the moments were stretched but unlinked, each fused to
the next, unbroken and unrelenting. The bond of linear time -- momentary
linear time -- conventional time blunders on. I had pissed down my leg
again and the sun in my eyes created concentric rings to radiate within
my forehead. A throbbing ring in my head shrieked.
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Beyond Navel Gazing -- Learn to wag your tail
Beyond navel gazing there is the meditative dicipline of whagging one's
tail. You probable already have the requisite skills but lack the knowledge
for monitoring and repeating an experiment that will bare fruit. Tail
wagging is great social lubricant for cocktail parties.
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