To look beyond words… To perceive the eternal beauty of things forever encircling and forming our lives… To jump from the stale, restricted, ordinary labels and concepts… To trash the limited (false) psychological space between here and there… To leap high beyond dullness, boredom, and indifference… To see immortality everywhere in every thing, animal, and person… To go far beyond the books, creeds, so-called superiors, ringleaders, and experts… To put limitation in its place, and go far beyond it… To — despite manmade chaos and all the monkey-business — live joyfully, wisely, ecstatically, and free…
Dragon of the Skies … Photo by Thomas Peace c.2025
Despite the antics of man, causing environmental disorder, more pollution, and havoc in the world, there nevertheless is — if one looks deeply — great order and goodness. This goodness is beyond what our ideals and concepts of good are. In this order, curled and perennial, are endless miracles and unending, majestic realms of beauty. Such immortal beauty is right where we are, but we do not perceive it in its fullness. Our shoddy beliefs and limited conceptualizations of “how things are” prevent us from actually being fully in the miraculous flow of everything. We need to go beyond our petty psychological cages, which does not take time. Limited time and our limited, symbolic thoughts are one and the same.
When many of us think, it involves an internal verbal monologue wherein thoughts tend to mimic (or copy) what one’s voice sounds like (when actual speaking to others occurs). (During such “thinking,” the internal voice is a simulation.) When verbal monologue thinking occurs in terms of one’s own voice, it’s not really what involves your vocal cords moving; as was said, it’s a simulation of the voice. Additionally, some of us also think visually… depending on mental patterns of images. These mental visual patterns also consist of visual simulations. When a forest is mentally visualized, it’s not an actual forest; it’s a simulation of a forest. Then too, there is “pattern thinking” wherein held patterns are mentally analyzed for how they fit together in relationship, perhaps even somewhat holistically. Thinking is largely second-hand, imitative, a response of memory, simulation-oriented, and is essentially fragmentary and limited. Most of us cling to the patterns of thinking — we are the patterns of thinking — and we remain there (habitually). Often being beyond all that may be prudent and extremely wise (and need not involve more of this habitual simulation, monkey business to do so).
You may wish to watch the following short PBS Digital Studios video:
A Gem of a Rear-end … Photo by Thomas Peace c.2025
There are different kinds of love. Deep love, the profoundest love, has no place. It is not what is held inside the brain. It does not involve a possession… not a possession of a person, possession of money, or of things. It is not something cherished by an illusory, thought-concocted center of consciousness, often called “I” or “me.” It is not something protected by threats or violence. It is not something held within any book. It is not carved out of stone, constructed by the mind, or worn as a symbol. It is not something apart from a deep oneness with all of life, with all organisms. It is not merely intellectual, conceptual, or fabricated. It is not an extension and fabrication from some socially learned belief or religious/political propaganda. It is not what rewards one for what was done. It exists beyond concocted boundaries and limited constructs.