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Jean-marc Pierson's avatar

I started the day with the intention to return the favour of giving attention to your writting. (I don't 'pay' attention)

At first sight (which happened a few days ago) reading this seemed like a marathon. I have enough attention span to read books, but online it's a different story. My mental state in front of the screen is much more like a small bird, under the claw of a benevolent parent or a hungry predator according to what theory we may be entertaining at the moment about modern technology, but I'm digressing, what I mean is that the small bird, symbol of my mental state, is a short attention span online.

I usually don't write such long sentences as the above, for the precise reason of what I'm saying, because I assume, and I bet I'm right, that many online readers are small birds like me.

I don't regret the investment of fresh morning attention into your post. It's actually a fascinating reality you're talking about. We live in a web of mental spells, and at the same time....

Your final thoughts reminded me of a zen story.

It's very short.

A disciple was suscpecting his master was not telling him everything about reality .

'There are things you're hiding from me, master!'

The master answered with a question.

'Can you smell the perfume of the roses? Yes? You see I'm not hiding anything from you.'

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Frank Callo's avatar

Yes! This is a hard passage to cross. The I Ching speaks of "crossing the great water". We scarcely know more than what we've been told. We barely know what that means.

There is something in all this about standing naked and vulnerable, curious and afraid of this mystery that could eat us alive. We don't even know how we really feel about that. We ( well, some of us anyway) have to stand in that light/dark so WE can write the new narratives. Narratives our decendents will love and hate the same. May it inspire THEM to rewrite OUR stories. This is how we write it.

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