April 25, 2007
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I think orangutans are my favorite primates… visually, I mean. Since I have never met any of them personally, and have known precious few chimps, spider monkeys and macaques, my favorite primates in the social sense have to be humans. Too bad people can’t look more like orangs, tho’This baby’s hair is about the same color as mine. Maybe we’re related… more than just in spirit, I mean. Obviously we’re kindred spirits. I know just how this little ape feels: intrigued, puzzled, fascinated and amazed. It’s how I feel each time I really look at myself, my life, my place on the planet, and the other naked apes around me.
I don’t usually call Greyfox, especially during the day. Most days, I just wait for him to call me, either from a pay phone or one of the free phones at the library or credit union in the daytime, or on his cell phone during off-peak time. Unless I need to ask or tell him something specific the hard-to-define bond between us that usually keeps me apprised of what’s up with him is enough.
I called him this afternoon because his presence in my mind was so strong that I was having a hard time focusing on what I was trying to read. It turned out that he had been listening to Ella Fitzgerald’s Someone to Watch over Me, and thinking about me. I have heard other people express dismay or even resentment at the people who intrude upon their thoughts that way. Myself, I kinda like the fact that Greyfox and I connect as we do even if sometimes it is distracting.
I have had clients who wanted me to help them get rid of such connections, or who wanted help to “lose” their clairvoyance or stop the visions they were seeing from past lives. Just wave my magic wand, I suppose, eh? We can cover our eyes or plug our ears, and sometimes we find it helpful to do so when we need to concentrate or want to sleep, for example. But I don’t know how to put a stop to the far memories or the senses that transcend time and space, and I don’t think I would try to do it even if I had a clue how it could be done.
If someone were to come up to me and say that the world is full of ugliness, would I please poke their eyes out, I’d refuse and I’d try to show them how to see the beauty that is there. If someone complained that traffic noise was too loud, I’d recommend sticking their fingers in their ears until they could get out of town. Our senses have their uses, and that applies to any extra ones we may have, too.
Most people speak of such things in terms of “gifts” and a few would call them curses. That’s not the way I see reality. How we got to where we are and how we came by what we have can remain a mystery and a matter for investigation and examination until it is fully understood, as far as I’m concerned. I don’t need to hold any particular belief about a tool’s origin before I can use it. It would be handy, sometimes, to have an owner’s manual, but I can muddle through without the manual a lot better than I could muddle through without the tool.
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i loved whippits. ahem. yeah, I think the district of columbia footies I see on my site are bots, or automatic or something. i think the feds are going to have so goddamn much useless information from us little peeps they ain’t gonna be able to sift through it in time to catch any real wackos. then again real wackos never think they are real wackos so maybe i’m one. your post reminded me of that little cat stevens ditty, “and if i ever lose my legs, o i won’t cry and i won’t beg, o if i ever lose my legs, i won’t have to walk no more….” freedom to or freedom from, which do you want?
*standing ovation*
I’ve been getting a lot of Distric of Columbia footprints as well. Didn’t realize I was that interesting.
i love the tools that i have discovered within me…and i uncover a lot more as time goes on.. as i get better with what i have, another one comes along to compliment the one i was using… everyone has it within them to discover and use…. but not everyone will ever find what is inside of themselves… when i tell people that what i have and they see me use is also within them, they think i am nuts because they don’t believe that they have it too… but that is okay… each will learn things about themselves in due time…
i love the connection i have with Master…that mental and spiritual connection that crosses and breaks all the physical barriers …. for energy knows no time or space… it just is… it is that inner voice that we listen to that directs the physical us… good writing…. i am trying to catch up again on you..lol… thank you for the compliment about my pictures… i do try to show what i see around me… and the camera never does it justice… it is hard to capture on film the pure essence of something…
Hope you have a wonderful week…what’s left of it…and hope you have a wonderful weekend! hugs…
I hate orangutans -_-; personal preference
orangutans are most definately my favorite primate. Whenever we manage to go to the zoo down in seattle I always want to spend my whole day at thier exibit and talk with them. There was a lovely miss there whom I took a pic of the last time we were there that I felt like I had a whole conversation with about her wanting me to give her my camera. I met one in Hawaii one time, he was the biggest Orangutan male I have ever seen up close and personal and I felt so sad for him, I sat in front of his horrid little cage and talked with him for an hour before Myron dragged me away… (he has no patience for that)
I love the connection I have with Myron and my children… I wouldnt give it up for anything.
About that psychic thing–I’m pretty sure Scott Cunningham addressed that issue in his book on stone and crystal magic. I forget exactly which rock, though–obsidian or onyx, I think.