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2022-11-13 – The Dream before you

Monday, November 14th, 2022

Let me place the dream before you….

Imagine the world we might have
within a balance with the biosphere.

Governments elected by educated populations
to govern by the will of the people.

Wealth and the opportunities spread by intent
fairly across all people; each with enough.

Our deepest goal to maintain the biospheric balance;
and everything else naturally following.

Constraints on our growth and on our freedoms surely;
but only that we not breach the balance.

Progressing still, within the limits,
and developing an ever clearer intent.

An intent to live compatibly within the biosphere
and to slowly assimilate our possibilities there.

Nature all around us, still flourishing,
diversity unfolding; beneath our beneficent gaze.

Thousands of years passing and we deepening here;
amid deep abundance and missions to the stars.

There is nothing to prevent this future
but our own reluctance to transcend our biological imperatives.

gallagher
13Nov22
christchurch

2022-12-02

Tuesday, December 13th, 2022

0800 – Begin

0840 – Took a walk. beginning to feel something, maybe.

0850 – Definitely feeling it. Losing interest in reading and thought.

0856 – Courage is not an active thing. It is a pool.

0856 – The making sense of things evaporates into the is-ness.

0901 – Raining hard.

0936 – Intensity breeds resistance. The answer has to be ‘yes’.

0945 – An LSD trip is nothing but the facts. No explanations allowed.

0951 – It doesn’t have to be any other way than is is right now. It is in these struggles that we succumb.

1105 – Animals. So long as their reactions & instincts keep them safe, they don’t need to understand.

1136 – There is an easy road. But everything that is true has to be true all at once.


2016-10-27 – Fragments

Monday, April 10th, 2023

We are like shattered mirrors, observing each other.

We are miles from remembering ourselves.
Miles from being of one mind.
Miles from being in here and now.

Reflections, glints, momentary presences.
We are here, then we are there; we shift and change
and we come and go and we think it is good.
Because we’ve never known anything else.

We are walking, talking fragments,
constantly, broken into bits of awareness.
The monkey mind is loose in us.
And our attention spans break
to follow a new threads moment by moment,
and we almost never notice the transitions.

One part of us talks to another part,
and we don’t think it odd.
We frequently abandon the only real moment
to go into our memories and imaginations
of the past, and the future,
and into the abstractions of our thoughts.

gallagher
Christchurch
Oct 27th, 2016