Sifting through email messages and news this morning inspired me mostly to go outside and photograph nature, in peace and quiet.
As I stood out there, watching bees and birds and butterflies "do their thing," I realized in what was perhaps "a moment of epiphany" that maybe I was finally getting a glimpse of what many spiritual and self-development gurus refer to when they talk about "The Cosmic Joke."
Our eucalyptus tree is blooming...
We're sitting here, in the middle of some weird and surreal Pandemic/Plandemic/Scamdemic that's leaving half the world paralyzed with fear.
Meanwhile, the US stock market seems completely disconnected from reality.
Meanwhile, during a time when ever-greater numbers of people are wondering where they'll get the money for next month's rent or even their next meal... the richest people on the planet are growing their wealth at outrageous rates.
At the same time, we have your localized Steem/Hive Circus which I can't even summarize with any kind of description that makes sense. I realize it's all "very serious business" but at the same time, I couldn't help but step back and consider just how much it looks like grade school where "I can't be friends with Bob, because he's friends with Susan, who broke up with Jeff, who knows my sister so therefore I hate Fred!"
Lilacs in bloom...
Maybe the REAL Joke is That...
Maybe the real joke in all this is that people never learn anything. Or maybe it's not a "joke" at all... but the more serious "dis-ease" that we invariably end up allowing sociopaths to run the show... regardless of whether that "show" is the world, the nation, the "Steem blockchain or even our local Neighborhood Association.
The real JOKE is that we end up with people who feel that they MUST WIN, no matter what the consequences and costs — both human and financial — may be... but the actual joke is that they are trying to ascertain "winners" and "losers" at a game that can't HAVE winners and losers... only participants.
What price "victory?"
Buttercups...
Sociopathy is a strange fish. Maybe Justin Sun will end up "owning" the Steem blockchain, and he can celebrate "winning" by being the emperor of an empty kingdom and a valueless token that nobody's willing to trade. What good is a 4-week power down period if you can't trade the coin?
But that's all a very small picture...
What About the World?
I remember back in college, arguing with my Business School professors about the future, and how we seemed most likely destined for some kind of self-destruction... or at the very least a future that would look much like the one portrayed in the original Blade Runner movie.
Of course, this was business school and it was the mid-1980's, and these champions of capitalism did not like the idea that their paradigm for life would most likely serve up DYS-topia rather than U-topia.
Red salvia in bloom...
But where do we sit now, circa 2020?
Much like the world of Blade Runner, the world IS run by corporations. We might like to think that Donald Trump (or whomever is the "leader" of your country) runs the country, but it's really Jeff Bezos, Bill Gates, Elon Musk and the like who actually run the world.
Are they Sociopaths, once again, trying to "win" at the game of "Existence," where there actually is no "winning"... because shrouds have no pockets and nobody gets out alive?
Regardless of what your spiritual/religious beliefs my be, consider this:
All the buds are opening
If there is really NOTHING after you die, it doesn't matter whether or not you have any of all that stuff. Your pile of "toys" is no longer yours. And within 70-80 years, nobody will even be alive who actually knew you, or remembers you!
If there really IS an afterlife, you still don't get to taken any of all that stuff with you, perhaps only your memories: Love, moments of beauty, watching a sunset, petting a kitten, having the best dinner, ever. And maybe you will end up being "graded" on what sort of mark you left, with your life.
Either way, the $110 billion stay here. And perhaps all that will become is a perpetual monument to greed and bickering and destruction. What sort of legacy is that? Think about it...
And with that thought, I'm going to head back outside to build more vegetable garden beds...
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Whatever it is, however it goes, wherever it takes us... life is what we make it. Whatever, however, wherever... life is good!
I enjoyed reading your thoughts, my friend. Take care 🥰🌺🤙
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"Bravo!" for a wonderful post and the beautiful floral shots (which are no joke)! 💖
Haha ... I am more of a stuck in the middle with you girl. I just wish everyone would keep an eye on their own lane and drive awesome. Create awesome. I just wanted to pop in and let you know how much I enjoy your photos. They always make my feed so beautiful. A definite hi-light:)
Oh! although rarely, but also sometimes, you could make sense of few things simply snooping through the most remote and unsuspected corners of your mind. ;)
Loved your photos! The buttercup one especially.
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Great post Sir @denmarkguy.!
I try to think of the dirt nap as a really long and peaceful sleep. I do this as to not fear death as much, I do not welcome it, and and I am in no hurry for the big sleep. If there is an afterlife, oh well, I am gonna be the Lazy Ass there. I just wanna chill, Soooo tired of run run run all the time!
SLEEP.... Something I have spent the last nearly 30 years of trucking, depriving myself of!
I spend all day fighting it off and pushing my mental self to extremes. Well ok, not so much anymore. But it used to be brutal. Now I just say eff that freight, pull over and take an old guy nap.
Like @silversaver888 said.
"Whatever it is, however it goes, wherever it takes us... life is what we make it. Whatever, however, wherever... life is good!"
So whatever comes next will have to wait. I am in the HERE & NOW!