Contemplation of the 'NEGATIVE SPACE"....

Into every SCENE...
every SCENARIO,,,,,
EVEN......
every PAINTING,,,,,,
there exists "negative space".....
What is NEGATIVE SPACE, you ask ?
It is, from my viewpoint,
 the grey matter.....
 between and betwixt the CONSPICUOUS......
The 'information' which does not OFFER itself readily upon face value,,,,
which one must indeed DIG to uncover....
But,,,,,
as with virtually EVERY TREASURE,,,,,
it is that specific space which holds the TRUE ESSENCE of the scene,,,,,,
Ya following me here ??

It's ALWAYS Something....

The road which one is travelling upon.....
may be SUNNY....
 and MILD......
and EVEN strewn with rose petals.....
It may be BOUNTIFUL....
and AESTHETICALLY BEAUTIFUL.....
and it may even SMELL like HOMEMADE, APPLE PIE....
There might even be,
on this hypothetical ROAD,,,,,,
 pillows piled to the brim with goose feathers,,,,
and TURQUOISE, SILKEN SLIPPERS....
and......
CHOCOLATE.......
AND EVEN, mind you,
EVEN WITH ALL OF THIS 'SEEMING' PERFECTION.....
one, tiny detail......
one irrelevant piece of minutia......
could VERY WELL bring the ENTIRE 'love-laced' house of cards
 CRASHING DOWN 
In point of fact.....
(and this is FREQUENTLY the case),,,,
we can be having a PERFECT day.....thrilled to pieces EVEN.....
 over some gobbledygook or other......
and a STRANGER in a neighboring car at a random stoplight in a "non familiar" location......
could simply give us a LOOK that is.....uhhh.....
"less than pleasant"....
or make some BLOWHARD, Minivan GESTURE.....
((((NOTHING TO DO WITH US !!!!!)))))
and sure as the nose on my face......
OUR BEAUTIFUL DAY WILL BE RUINED.....
Right ?
What does this say about US ?

Re-WRITING the Script.....

What do you suppose would happen if we kind of ERASED the parts of our history

that just simply didn't suit us ?

...didnt work ?

expunged them...

almost as if we were given the opportunity to RE WRITE  a screen-play....

What would happen ?
In reality-based painting, the painter articulates exactly that which is set before him....

only to then RE EXAMINE the piece in order to determine whether it actually 'WORKS'....

whether it RINGS TRUE.....

If for some reason, which is often the case,

the painting is simply NOT WORKING in its TRUEST form....

he then has consummate,artistic license to ALTER that reality in order to enhance the work.....

So....

What if the same "artistic license" were available for our LIFE SCRIPT ?

IS THIS an option ?

The Akashic Records

Through Astral Projection, Clairvoyance, etc...

one can ultimately access the AKASHIK RECORDS....

This is not a fete which can be reached by a novice, mind you...

Like any other form of metaphysical, or even physical evolution,,,

this kind of access takes years upon years of....

(lets call it MUCLE BUILDING)....

the muscle of the THRD EYE....

the INDIGO....

These files contain the actual, RECORDED, ABSOLUTE,  HUMAN EXPERIENCE.....
in its auspicious entirety....

Anthropomorphically, they are almost like a gigantic "cookies"....(computer term for ALL HISTORY)

The Illumined masters say that these records are continuously being updated....

'REFRESHED', if you will....
So that EVERY, single step you take is being ETERNALLY IMPRINTED
 up there in the STARLIGHT KINGDOM.....

Why am I sharing this with you ?

Lets just say that a 'little birdie' wanted you to know......

Rainy Friday....

filled with TURBULENCE and ZEN......
Yes....
I believe that they CAN coexist....
rapid and almost frenetic movement.......
 accompanied by
INNER TRANQUILITY....
PEACE, if you will.....
(I'm not screaming!....just EMPHASIZING!)
And so.....
And so....
we ALLOW the "hibernation factor"
to enter into our list-making, overly-scheduled machination,,,,,
as we GUARD our 'dry and fluffy stance'.....
 with an umbrella made of cellophane....
Hence,
inevitably,
 we can SEE that which attempts to envelope us in its TORRENT......
The rest, my friends,
 is just a Cherry atop the sundae of our own DELIVERANCE.....

The Band of Boys.....

They began as toddlers....
Play dates....Silly, half-sleepovers...
Opening with marshmallows and power rangers......
until one or both little boys started crying for Mommy....
The sleepovers always ended with an abrupt KERPLOPP.....
But by then, the sweet boys were so tired from all the activity ,
that they seemed somehow,,,
 almost relieved,,,,
And then time passed...
and the boys grew a bit older.....
and they discovered girls and dirty words and uhh,,,,BUGARS.......(eww)
and EVERYTHING was funny and gross and their hearts swelled with potential......
and some of them even began JOGGING....
Then came PUBERTY......
and there was HAIR....in weird, unexpected places......
and hormonal surges TOOK OVER their bodies....
like DEVILS,,,,,
NO.....
like ANGELS ??
NOPE.....
Anyway......
they began locking their bedroom doors and gargling at weird times of night.....
and there were lines around the block.....
of boys waiting to be fitted for their 'Bar Mitzvah' suits.....and their black shoes.....and their silky ties....
And somewhere in that span of time and space.......
They MORPHED from GUITAR HEROES into actual MUSICIANS....
and they suddenly seemed like MEN......
And the story kind of TAKES PAUSE here.......
 for now,,,,,,

on Sleep Management......

We've all been there...

In that weird cocoon of 'trying to wake up'...

but somehow,,,

unable to do so....

We try so hard to pry our eyes open,,,

in order to get out of this CREEPY slumber we're trapped in...

this nightmarish moment,,,

BUT WE CANT....

And the COURT JESTER is chasing us !!!

With a TORCH !!!

Hes trying to BURN US ALIVE !!!
We can feel the heat behind us.....

And miraculously...

our reality-based, fatigued and swollen legs are SPRINTING !!

like a COLT...

NO !!

like a PUMA !!

We are traveling at such a high frequency and speed....

that the silly court jester is getting our DUST in his face !!!

And he is CHOKING...
(He is a paleontologist, by the way)

Yes,,,

CHOKING and HACKING and PANTING...

And he DROPS the TORCH !!

into a HUGE PUDDLE of LIQUID ROBITUSSIN !!!

I'm telling you............

It seems SO REAL......
And finally......we awaken.....
sweating......crying.......HUNGRY.... ??
Even THIS made us HUNGRY ???!

Truth ....(continued)

waxing and waning as if it were the MOON itself....
TRUTH has a cagey quality,,,,
It sneaks up on us,
even though, in point of fact,
 its been sitting right in front of our faces,,,,,,,,,,,
 for YEARS !!
So,,,
we block our ears from hearing it...
and
we shut our eyes very, very tightly,
in order to SQUEEZE the light out of it.....
We sit on it and try to crush and smother it to death........
But nonetheless,,,,,,
regardless of our HYSTERIA and MANIACAL desire for its destruction.......
TRUTH lives on......
like a COCKROACH.....
like a RAT,,,,,,
a perfect species of impenetrable constitution......
Yup.....................
So,,,,GO AHEAD....
Pour the shit outta your PLATINUM BLOND mixture...
TRY to snuff out the GRAY.....
Wear your TIGHTEST, BLACK SPANDEX in order to TUCK the FAT beneath the folds,,,
away from public scrutiny and judgement.......
No matter, Tonto.....
The TRUTH will SURELY sneak up right behind you,
on that fabled, ROCKING CHAIR of your discontent.......
 and take a big ol' bite right outta that ASS.......

Only the SISTER knows...

There exists an irrefutable truth, which ,
upon face value,
can open itself to myriad interpretation and even quagmire...
And yet....
in actuality....
there is ONLY the ABSOLUTE TRUTH
 waiting for us at the end of the winding and multi-faceted road of our reality ...
The thing is,,,,
the REAL thing is this:
We know.....
FULL WELL....almost immediately....
where the TRUTH lies...
(no pun intended!)
(Can truth LIE ?)
and it is at this precise, Quasi- illumined moment...
that we make a PROFOUND CHOICE...
We CHOOSE....Yes, we CHOOSE...
whether to "drink the Kool-Aid",,,,,or not....
whether to roll with the more 'comfortable' version of 'said TRUTH'....
while in our HEARTS.....
and even in our HEADS...
WE KNOW........WE KNOW ALL.....
intuitively,,,,
Here's the kicker,,,,
ULTIMATELY,,,,,NON-NEGOTIABLLY,,,,
that whole, unscathed TRUTH prevails....regardless of ANY other proffered version of itself.....
A Heady reality, to be sure....
So,,,,WHY.....
WHY do we BOTHER to go through all of the hoopla ?
When we KNOW, full well,
 what the end result will be in any case ???
The human condition appears to be encumbered by a state of
ENABLED DENIAL..................
There is no question.....
Complicated beings we are......

We cannot possibly know.....

how a situation will eventually turn out...
We can.....
Hazard a guess....even an 'educated' one...
We can.....
use all of our pseudo psychic powers....or even the 'AUTHENTICALLY PSYCHIC' ones......
to DISCERN the expected result......
We can even attempt to MANIPULATE the outcome...
under the 'UBER-MENCH' cloak' of being an emissary for the 'greater good',,,blah blah,,,,
But ultimately.....
when it comes to a scenario 'too close' to us.....
we simply CANNOT see it....
The problem, my friends,  lieth solidly herein:

We firmly believe that WE KNOW ALL.....
NON-NEGOTIABLY so....
And it is precisely in this foggy and morphed mindset,
that the trouble rears its inevitable, cemented head......
Too much for a JULY day ?
Just thinking out loud....