(((undecided…)))
(bored with thinking…
bored with thinking? really?
so this line right here is already bored with itself as it’s being written ((and now typed))? yeah((,)) kinda, but there’s also this curiosity about it…
if thinking, which this is, is somehow genuinely boring (bored with itself), what are its options?
can it control it’s speed?
direction?
scope?
can it slow?
creep…?
c((-))r((-))a((-))w((-))l……?
((pause))………?
halt?
rest?
…
it would seem so, for a moment at least…
now direction? scope?
don’t seem to have much influence there…
a ripple in the waves… if that.
… but the waves aren’t so bad when i’m (i, thinking, am) not trying so hard to be a ripple…
why must a ripple appear as such if it simply knows it’s the wave?
must a drop of ocean proclaim itself by leaping forth in order to be a drop?
what if the drop, the ripple, the wave, the ocean, just know that they are all one thing?)
is thinking still boring?
i mean… interesting, sure… tying together visual analogies of “levels” of awareness((…))
(of which the point is to point out that there’s really probably no such thing as delineated “levels” of any kind that aren’t arbitrary/abstract concepts like drop, ripple, wave, ocean ((planet, system, galaxy, universe)) —
all descriptions of change(s) in appearance, apparent distinctions —
none of which ever change in fundamental ((essential)) nature;
floating on earth’s surface —
the many drops of it’s ocean…
“look! i’m a drop((!))”
((…)) before falling naturally back into that from which it came…)
is this a metaphor? i should look up some definitions… but no.
whatever… is thinking still boring?
i guess… kind of obviously not, or what the hell would any of this be?
(ugh! (it was more of an “ahh”, but like, “ahh shit!”)
forgot all about the opening (laugh)((😆))…)
thoughts, sensations, perceptions — phenomena…
(so many stories in thinking. so much meaning and purpose given — (so?) imaginitively((sp?)) and creatively so, and so often taken so seriously…)
breathe. notice. rest in awareness…
<Bébé being cute (remember to make ‘Bébé’ a link), meowing to request cu scratches and play…>
<<bathroom break, taking out some cardboard, dead-hang breath-hold reverse-grip pull-up…>>
open, aware, present… whatever is happening… nothing excluded… here/now/this…
<a moment of almost-silence ((right then)) amidst a combination of kitty-cat play chaos and a phone call on speaker phone and a washing machine washing…>
being is enough…
(is this gonna be one of those “is it though?” kinda mornings?)
… an unconditional yes to experiencing it/at all…
(yes(.?, …?, !?))((?))((?!))