The silence of self is the realization that we are both beautiful and deeply limited beings. We need others. And a God to give us purpose and hope.

I like to think (and

the sooner the better!)

of a cybernetic meadow

where mammals and computers

live together in mutually

programming harmony

like pure water

touching clear sky.

I like to think

(right now, please!)

of a cybernetic forest

filled with pines and electronics

where deer stroll peacefully

past computers

as if they were flowers

with spinning blossoms.

I like to think

(it has to be!)

of a cybernetic ecology

where we are free of our labors

and joined back to nature,

returned to our mammal

brothers and sisters,

and all watched over

by machines of loving grace.

People want the noise because they’re not certain they’ll like their own silence.

The finality of knowing you don’t like yourself can be devastating.

In reality, when you reduce all the noise and mental activity, you arrive at the conclusion that all thoughts (and emotions and beliefs) are simply creations of the mind.

If you really look/listen, the truth is that * there * is * nobody * home*.

Well, see, there's a problem there... tinnitus.

Richard Brautigan

Mindfulness 😌💜

Nice!

#YESTR

Good advice!