Wilson, the Church

 So to get into this there are two entry points.  One obviously is the Tom Hanks movie Cast Away.  Yes, we are talking about that Wilson volleyball.  Well sort of.  The other entry point is "idealism" --the transcendental German varietal espoused by (among many others) Immanuel Kant, the real piss ant who was very rarely stable.  Or so I'm told.  

Anyway, one of the basic beliefs of idealism is that the characteristics of objects in the environment are in the mind.  Its obviously way more complex and nuanced than that.  But that is all i need it for.  So lets start with idealism.  Our reality is all in our mind. Which in some way kind of sucks and its lonely.  And I imagine the young Mike all wacked out with ADD/HD or whatever they call it these days just feeling so disconnected from reality.  Ungrounded.  Like Tom Hanks on the Castaway, alone on a desert island.

Along comes Wilson.  And Wilson can be anything by the way.  In fact, its even better if its bigger than Wilson.  Like the whole sphere of the planet Earth.  Wilson gone global, so to speak.  And you connect with it.  In a paradoxically sort of way, its like the mind connecting with the mind, but if you keep going, keep honoring the wilson, you begin to have a relationship with it.  With the planet. With whatever.  You are no longer ungrounded so to speak, the ground is everywhere.  Where you put you attention is crucial.  And there is a certain magic with repeated attention.  Perception creates reality.  The mind creates the mind creates the reality creates the friend creates the church creates the planet.  And you go on creating singing a little song.  I'm not sure how the song goes, but I'm sure you can figure it out.