The Dirty South

The people that are able to get away from it quicker, reality that is, have become more adept at mastering the machine.  They climb aboard, pull a few switches and levers, and then through a series of manipulations, experience the world in a series of glimpses.  Quantum theory posits these flashes can propel one though space and time and if you twirl around just so, and the lights strobe at just the right speed, it will all make sense to you.  Especially if you have enough tequila.

Watching reality on a regular basis can be traumatic.  Like my friend who stormed off and became a Buddhist.  He'd had enough of Putin, Trump and the whole Wikileaks connection thing.  I should have seen it coming.  He had tried so hard to manipulate the world in movies.  But his little vignettes could never get any traction  And life is nothing else if not a tapestry.   If you start pulling on the threads willy-nilly, the whole enterprise is likely to unravel.  Then, when the friend comes back all frayed and strung out from staring at the back of a cave for days, weeks and months, he found the essential nature of quietness is ........

So tonight, when you put on the ear plugs, and put on the nightshades, and prepare for the coming darkness, you too can summon the quietness.  I find the best preparation for a good nights sleep is to get all nice and loosey goosey listening to one of the yoga nidra sessions from Jennifer Piercy.   There are waves that ebb and flow in sleep.   One breath at a time.  Coming though like whirlpools of sensation.  

Have you ever been that deep in the stillness of the night, where the dissolution felt so good, and the darkness so complete, that for the smallest fraction of a second you disintegrated and found yourself deep within the geographic region of the dirty south?  Its right next to the Jerusalem cafe and behind the eventplex.  If you totally dissolve so that you no longer feel your bones, I'm sure you can find it.