Life and death….
May 9, 2014
Woke up today to this very sad news: Our dear friend and my brother Dublinmick Aka Tom, wise friend, had this on his blog…..
My Son Just Committed Suicide-With My gun
Posted on May 8, 2014
When something like this comes this close, it pays to pay attention….
Holding Dub and his extended family in our thoughts, we ought to really consider this question of life and death.
As someone who has lived alone for the better part of the past 6 years, it is always an interesting thought experiment. This question of death.
Now a Samurai, who knew that life and death were but light and shadow, yin and yang, neither right nor left…..the Samurai visualized death everyday just as deeply as he visualized victory (live!).
Every day, the Samurai imagined being torn from limb to limb, the feeling of a blade slicing into his flesh, the feeling of what it might be to feel what-ever it is we call life, slipping away….
Imagine for a minute if you will what such a daily re-flection would do to your mind. And if, like Miyamoto Musashi, you took it far enough, one day you would find yourself firmly in the saddle of your own ride.
Unshakable, having travelled to the extremes of being millimeters and pico-seconds away from death, you now sat firmly in life and called the wodden Buddha as strong as the bronze one and one made of wax strongest of all.
To live in the truth, which in Sanskrit is Sat, which word is the basis for NOW-ness or IS-ness, is the most courageous stance for a warrior.
If you have not polished and polished and polished with great attention, every day, if chopping wood and carrying water is not at least a part of your day, if your life is compart-mental-ized….oooohhhh…see that? …anyway, split days are lived by split minds.
To remember is to Re-member…..what is this member? Where did we lose it? How can we get it back?
A sword is what it is because the blade is an exemplar of focus, not dispersion.
To die is to di is to di-vide is to split.
Division is death that brings life. You can see it in biology and mathematics. In fact you can see it in the mathematics of biology….
Into the germ-line mitosis that is life….
So what are you going to do?
Where did you begin? That determines to a large extent where you end.
If you do not know your death (yet to happen), you can know your birth. A good enough place to start? You see how logical the warrior’s journey of recapitulation (Don Juan’s words) is?
To know life, you have to know it’s beginnings and endings. You cannot know the endings but you do know THE beginning.
Waaaaaaah….the Warrior’s first cry.
Well, get as close to it as you can. The texture of joy in your being at 5. The taste of defeat at 7. Fear at night at 4…..the entities….
The first orgasm. Remember your first orgasm. Imagine the power and fractal madness of closing that loop.
Like that…..re-capitulate….taking cognisance of your life so far , to kNOW what makes you who you are NOW.
The way out is inwards, the way forwards in backwards, to slow down is to speed up….
This is as good a moment to start paying attention as any….
A reach out to Dub and family and Big hugs all around,
Thanks to Ekta-ji, my brilliant partner for the above…
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