So my walking buddy died today.
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So my walking buddy died today.
And so it is I have decided to pour my true inner reflections into this blog and forget about what people may think, and forget about what people may want to hear, and forget about whose feeling I may hurt.
People do not need to come here. People are not required to come here. People have a choice, have free will, do not listen anyway.
And what of my buddy? He was a fifty pound Wheaton Soft Coated Terrier who loved me and I love him. We’d walk and think. He was always by my side always in my thoughts. He kept me docile in terms of blogging and Eastern in terms of my thoughts but now he’s gone.
Four years young, lovable, compassionate, thoughtful, huggable, wet nose, brown eyes which would look up to me as he lay at my feet with his head resting on his paws or his hunches sitting on my foot while resting his head on my knee accepting me unconditionallly.
Can’t believe he’s gone.
Alone in my thoughts, again.
No one with whom to discuss the issues, again.
Back to where I was nine years ago.
Back to where I was from the age of ten to the age of fifty one – working alone.
A past friend of seven years with whom I’d take long walks and discuss philosophy cut off all communications two years ago when I could no longer afford to pay him for his advice and discourses. He would tell you it was my fault. He would tell you that he no longer could find me tolerable but when the money stopped so did his willingness to develop the ideas. He would say this was just a coincidence but frankly I don’t believe in coincidences.
And now the last living entity willing to listen to my ideas has moved on, stepped over. I know he will be waiting for me when I step over that great divide. I am ready now to cross that great divide but my work here is not done. I, like you, like everyone, have work to do here. I must see it to the end. I will see it through.
And what is it I must now begin to do? It is time to look to the East. I must look to the indigenous peoples of the world who have been subjugated, dispersed, pushed to the edge of extinction. I have spent much time developing an understanding regarding metaphysics in terms of its legitimacy and implications for the West. Now it’s time to focus on the East and other forms of human culture.
What a tool the web is. I may be working in isolation but the web brings the potential of the work alive every day, every minute. Mendel must have felt deep frustration as he cultivated his pea plants knowing his work had no where to go but in a monistic library far away from all civilization. What courage, what dedication, what a strong sense of belief in the strength of ideas he had. How I envy his dedication.
But what of this work?
Understanding reality, understanding the whole of reality leads us to understanding not only Western ideas but understanding Eastern ideas and the diversity of other human cultures, leads us to understanding what it is the East and the West have in common, understanding where it is the East meets the West and the West meets the East.
Understanding metaphysics, understanding the whole of reality leads us to finally putting Kipling’s comment to rest: ‘East is East and West is West and never the twain shall meet.’
Understanding metaphysics, understanding the whole of reality leads us to finally understanding: East is East and West is West and both do indeed meet and in fact meet at both ends of their spectrums forming a circle.
Understanding metaphysics, understanding the whole of reality leads us to finally understanding: East is East and West is West and together they can enlighten mankind.
