Ocean Waves

I perform my function as it amuses me to do so because my function and my amusement follow the same arc. I do not work for myself, but for the ocean in which we frolic.-Jed McKenna, Jed Talks 1#

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Yes, instead of transcending our problems, let us blow everything out of proportion. Take every comment made as a personal attack. Plan for the worst in every situation cause everyone is trying to take advantage. Have insurance for your insurance. Really rub your face into that pile of shit. Get out a pen and paper and write down the ways that the world and its people have fucked you over. Don’t leave anything out, really express yourself here, and leave no stone unturned. CSI enhance until you are convinced that everyone is a bunch of idiots who are hellbent on ruining your life.

We are standing on the shore and watching the waves come in. Somewhere towards the back of the ocean, there is a swell, the birth of a wave. It grows and grows until it reaches its nature appointed height and then crashes and breaks. The wave lived. The wave died.

When we use all our power to zoom in, that’s the only thing we can see. The pattern of one single wave. But dude, I don’t know how to tell you this but did you realize there is also an entire ocean? That one wave was nothing but one pattern in an infinite expression of a larger tapestry.

You are not a drop in the ocean; you are the entire ocean in one drop
—Rumi

Where is the dissimilarity? Are the waves not from the same source? How could you judge one wave as better than another? Aren’t they just what they are? None nobler or better, I am what I am and there is no reason to be upset.

Have you ever seen a Mandelbrot fractal Zoom? Where are the subject and object in that? Zoom in on the smallest thing and it ends up becoming the biggest thing. Incredibly really, all the same damned thing, no orders of magnitude. That which is smaller than the smallest is still as crucial and important as that which is bigger than the biggest.

You gotta back up. That’s the only way any of this starts making sense. Way past what you think and long gone past what you believe. That’s why the journey of enlightenment is often referred to as climbing up the mountain. Every step you take results in having a higher perspective.

Stick to your old beliefs and you limit your future. Keep the same movie in your head and it will continue to produce the same results. Now is now the time to be a coward but a bold swimmer.

Long have you timidly waited holding a plank by the shore,
Now I will you to be a bold swimmer,
To jump off in the midst of the sea, rise again, nod to me, shout, and
laughingly dash with your hair.
—Walt Whitman, Song Of Myself