Friday, January 13, 2006
The Music of Real Intelligence
Though I’m older (I could be the father of most on this website, and grandfather to some) I have great affection for the technology of the time. I hate typewriters, but love my laptop. From the time of Sir Isaac Newton till I graduated from college, all mathematicians and scientists used a slide rule. I used to hold a slide rule up to my math classes and say, “Why in my day, we used to make math by rubbing two sticks together.” Now we have computers. I am astounded by the internet and I have this great vision of it. I see it as a reflection of the vast collective unconscious of humankind and life itself. Everything exists there: the good, the bad, and the ugly. No legislation will tame it. What is confined or subdued in one area will pop up in another. It seems governed by the same chaotic principles that underlie life itself. Yet the power inherent in the internet is incredible. With human life in the state that it is, this power can either aid in our quest for understanding and for healing our plight, or it can cast us into further disintegration. I have yet to see, though, anyone begin to tap this vast potential for the common good, for some form of enlightenment itself. We have yet to make anything substantial of the gift.
So why do we wake up each day empty and frightened? I believe that it’s because we spend each preceding day rehashing, posting the same old stuff, feeding the same demons, the same addictions, the same rigid notions. What I see on the internet, as in most daily life, is this Great Daily Rehash, this daily attempt to stay convinced that the Rehash is really what life is all about. I know there a great number of people who not only seek a greater vision of life, but have also experienced this greater vision. The problem is they mostly exist in their own isolated worlds. I believe that enlightenment is not that big a deal. Many people experience it and promptly forget about it, because there is nothing in their lives to nourish it. The enlightenment experience may not be that big a deal, but integrating it and living it can be a bitch. My vision is of a home where all these disparate people can link up and nourish that experience, a place where people can help each other find the courage to go beneath the assumptions about life and experience directly what life really is. This linking would be a means to forge new synaptic pathways within our common mind, maybe help us to wake up each morning less empty and less frightened because we are less alone. This direct experience could become a greater force in a rehashed world.
Today, like every other day,
we wake up empty and frightened.
Don’t open the door to the study and begin reading.
Take down a musical instrument.
Let the beauty we love be what we do.
Each of us has to make a choice about our relationship to life and how we use this great tool at our disposal. Do we just nervously, endlessly chatter, or do we begin to communicate deeply? Can this be the place where the music of real intelligence, real awareness happens? I know the potential is there.
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