Tygarjas Twyrls Blog

In Light of the Birthday of the Omnipotent Creator of all Existence, and the celebration of the Gestation of Life in the womb of the great Goddess, here’s some food as catered by others. More to come in the New Year. I’ll pick up where the wall leaves off. Peace!

TTFN

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Given the week I’ve had, I think I’ll write a meditation on Gratitude.

My Gratitude for those who have given me gifts of their presence in my life that have made me grow into someone in anyway tolerable is my chief gratitude when I regard others. If my writings are either intelligible, or understandable, or even vaguely interesting, their are certain people I have to thank more than others. In the case of this week, my Gratitude, first of all about a month ago, inspired me to seek my 7th grade English teacher in the hopes that she might be happy that her teachings inspired, in part, my continued Love of words. In fact, not only did she inspire a sincere interest in me for continuing to enjoy literature and the language, and the things that can be made out of the language, but she also inspired me to fight any inclinations I might have to be a royal shit head, and to strive to be kind, even if for some reason or another I’m in unfortunate enough a state of being that it occurs to me to be otherwise. She taught me, also, to share.

And I received back an address to send her my book. And it took me longer than I thought it would to send it out because of a brief malady and a lot of work and life and etc . . . And so, I decided to make up for my delays by paying her a visit personally at the school she currently teaches at. I was delighted that she was delighted I had decided to surprise her.

If merely she had been very happy to have seen me, and happy that she had influenced my love of words to inspire me to continue my studies in English even to the extent of writing a book, the day would have been complete. If only enjoying that she was enjoying seeing me was all the day had had to show of itself, my gratitude would have been fulfilling in me for the sake of that experience alone. But on top of that, she decided to have me speak to a couple of her classes.

Just a little Q and A, and then a few of the kids showed me what they were working on, and I very timidly offered feedback I thought would be beneficial. I thought it was a great honor to answer their questions. It was a great honor to share some of my life with them, and maybe even an idea or two. And it was a great honor to share the positive effect my teacher had on me, and that I was grateful to spend a little time with them. This impulse of gratitude to share my meager work with my teacher resulted in an experience in which not only could I share my Gratitude with my teacher, but also I was allowed to share that experience of gratitude with other young minds whom I had never met. And I suppose, the entirety of what amazes me about this experience is the immediately visceral experience of a drop of genuine gratitude apparently sending a wave through the ocean. Or at least, a good sized ripple through the entirety of the pond, and perhaps even a little bit of the creek.

And then the next day I saw Bela Fleck and the Flecktones . . .

(I’ll tell you right now: part 1 is cool, part 2 is where it jumps to HARDCORE!)

Anyway, as they started playing, I couldn’t help but notice that Jeff Coffin didn’t seem to be with them. It didn’t take me long to guess that Howard Levy was playing with them instead. Howard Levy hasn’t played with the Flecktones since 1992. And the music was such that as I found myself immersed in gratitude to be seeing a legend play whom I never thought I would see live, I also felt wave after wave of the soul permeating music flood through every bit of me, and as some sort of poison seemed to be flooded clean of my core, I couldn’t help but cry tears of joy and gratitude for my existence and the place I found myself sitting, enwrapped within the sound of divine ecstasy. If you’ve watched part two of the above you might have the slightest hint of what I mean.

Gratitude is immediately its own reward. From wanting to share gratitude with one, immediately I found myself sharing gratitude with many. From sharing that gratitude with many, I found I was more grateful still. Experiencing gratitude alone, it is a good feeling. To take one’s attention from what one doesn’t like in a situation, and to turn one’s attention to anything a person can be grateful for about a situation, that same moment in time immediately is, at least, somehow eased. One may not be able to appreciate the rain if they happen to be walking through it, but they can still be grateful for water to drink, and the food that is growing because of an inconvenience they might be perceiving in addition to the gratitude for the existence they get to enjoy. If ever there was sustenance divine, gratitude be its name. The cure for any ill, the pleasure of ecstasy amplified a hundred fold. To remember one is grateful is to not be ruled by those things in life that from time to time might be unavoidable that are harder to be grateful for. And as like attracts like, and thought creates, as we focus on the gratitude, better things come into focus, and we find ourselves naturally drawn to what we will find ourselves more Grateful to behold still.

TTFN

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Okay, so last week wasn’t exactly warm and cuddly. Let me try again. First a recap: 1, 2, 3, 4.

The other recap: With a nod to a friend who reads and has lately been quick to point out that all existence is undifferentiable from itself, since presently I am not perceiving existence as the giant electron of everything that is the entirety of God, and presumably I am writing to other microcosmic entities perceiving a unique perspective of differentiated existence giving the illusion of a separation of there own physical inherentness apart from the existence of the rest of God, the reminder is: Everything is energy one way or another.

And to continue to be able to experience the joy of the experiencing of separation of perspective within the context of a unifying existence we choose to call “God,” the law says we exist to keep our perspectives going by transmuting, the varying forms of substance of God we take in and recombine so that it becomes other forms of energy suitable for the sustenance of the rest of the whole of all existence. Objectively speaking we exist so that everything else can exist. Last week I stated the problem that has been effecting the process lately on this planet. I won’t be doing that this week.

The Process As It Works: We breathe through our nose, from the diaphragm, deeply. Then we release back through our nose. This way the air gets filtered and warmed on its way to the lungs. Then, the impurities taken out of the air by our nose hair gets blown back out, along with the carbon dioxide that feeds the plants that will give air back to us.

We eat real foods with the active ingredients intact; slight hint, white bread is not food, whole wheat bread is. This way we can process our work, not get depressed, have then energy to think, we won’t be as inclined to get sick with everything from the common cold to cancer. Even the fish and flies will have a more pleasant experience feasting on our shit. And eventually we will be eating those fish, and the birds that eat the spiders that eat the flies.

We watch programs that teach us about our history, where we come from, what things are and what things mean. We give ourselves a variety of information to take in so that we don’t get over obsessed by one topic or perspective, mistaking that perspective as the only right one and thus burdening our brothers and sisters with approaches that are always inevitably self-destructive. We make sure to take in positive data more than we take in negative data, so that it will be easier to give our neighbors smiles and reminders of the gratitude we all enjoy due to the simple miracle of our own common existence.

We work happily and in gratitude for our existence.

We recycle, and refrain from using objects that cannot be cleanly returned to the Earth, and that actively cause cancer. We walk or use a bicycle whenever possible.

And two things happen this way. 1) We feel better. Life feels better. It’s a lot easier to be happy when one’s body works; when one can enjoy actively being with a partner because they are able to move. 2) Everything else functions better. Including quite probably the other spheres of existence in the universe; when we help the processes of life rather than burdening them we ultimately take a burden off our own shoulders from the amount of work that needs to be done to survive, and straight through to not having to experience cancer. By making your partner happy with your functioning body, they’ll be more inclined to make you happy with their functioning body.

And this is the point of transmutation of energy being why we exist: it exists so that we can enjoy turning the coarse into our own refined selves, and it exists so that the rest of the everything we exist in can function best as well, making for a more pleasant existence, once again, for ourselves.

Peace!

TTFN

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Transmutation of energy . . . ah yes. What we exist as, never mind what we exist for. . .

Everything is energy, isn’t that wonderful?

I mean, everything is a matter of vibration. And what we perceive is a matter of our own vibration. And as we change our perception, we change the very vibrations of our perceiving organs. And then we give out vibrations in accordance with our change in vibration.

Given our awareness of vibrations around us, we can take one kind of vibration and turn it into another. We can turn wood into gas. We can turn ice into steam. We can make living things decompose. We can make someone sad smile. Vibrations are wonderful things. The energy we make. The energy we use to reconfigure other energy forms. And some processes are fully automatic.

I mean, we breathe, plants grow. Now we can choose to cut down all the forests, and then our atmosphere goes away and we have no more air to breathe. But we can’t stop the breathing itself, unless of course we cut down all the plants.

But we must eat. Therefore we cultivate foods; we cannot help but produce what we need to grow so that we can eat. Unless we surrender our foods to the many, many substance that cause millions of people to have cancer every day. Pesticides, and high fructose corn syrup, more a diabetes thing than a cancer thing, and wastes in the water and the soil. No active substance in what we produce . . . So I suppose if we poison our foods enough, then we will all have cancer . . .

But the light of the sun is something we must take in, it makes everything on this planet grow including ourselves. Of course our gases have been thinning the ozone lately. Pity about melanoma.

And what we do with our time produces energy too. I mean, vampire sex movies are fun. And our opinions about who is wrong and really causing the problems is important, our leaders should be held accountable which is why we always hire new leaders who will do the job better. And I’ve got to vote on who gets kicked off of the singing show this week, and so, there really isn’t much time to learn about my world outside of what I’m already learning by sitting and watching the very important happenings of the world. It’s not like I can grow my own crops, or look into solutions for any of the problems going on; it’s far too taxing watching what those problems are to begin with. And real food is, after all, more expensive than cheese in a can, and the latest diabetes causing, carcinogenic fizzy drink. And I don’t know how to use anything other than the microwave, nor do I have the time to try.

OR

We can acknowledge what we put into our bodies; for what we put into our mouths does have something to do with what comes out of them. And, ultimately, how well we function, and how soon we will be inclined to breakdown. That, and, if we aren’t constantly getting cancer, health care premiums will finally go down, and won’t that be nice?

Speaking of which, we can write numerous letters, or make numerous phone calls to “power possessing” beings who enable pharmaceutical companies to dump thousands of gallons of waste into our water supplies each year, or for that matter enable the conscienceless murderers at oil companies to poison our food supplies and put people out of work during times of work shortages, all in the time it takes to watch a Kardashian throw a hissy fit over what to wear for a photo shoot.

We can buy a bicycle. Or even walk a mile every now and then. I hear sex is more fun when one isn’t a gargantuan blob that gets winded turning over in bed. In fact, having once subsisted on Taco Bell alone, I know for a fact that life in general is more fun when one puts real food into one’s body. A smoothy goes a long way to feeling good, as it turns out.

I understand that many people are so lazy that they’d prefer to believe in a fairy tale about a magic man who will save them from a life of joyfully turning the shit hole they perpetually live in into a Heaven on Earth in which they can eat calorie free whatever food most delights them for all eternity. But the fact of the matter is that if one merely walks a mile to the local grocery store and picks up a cut of mignon beef on special, they will find that having walked has cut their fat, putting real food into their body keeps it strong and healthy, that the walk will make them feel better than a paperweight, and that they wind up with a taste in their mouth sweeter than if their God cooked it themself.

Not that everyone can afford fillet, but I know they can at least afford chicken, even if the government is temporarily subsidizing them. And I know that, unless they’re a fan of cancer, no one can afford any more goldfish.

So, what does it mean to transmute energy? It means that while you live, you have no choice but to turn what you take in into something else that you will return to the rest of the whole of existence. If we function as is proper to self-aware beings, we will take the time to take in substance and transmute them, and return them out, in such a way that no harm is done in the process because everything is created for the mutual good of all existence. Or, we can pretend like it’s ok to not buy a reusable water bottle and continue to throw the ones we do buy into the garbage because, after all, not recycling just this one isn’t going to hurt, right?

TTFN

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