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Rebirthing Course Here and Now - Guest - 09-29-2012
THE BELATED BIRTH OF THE 55 YEAR OLD
MAN
A delightful romp through some of the
unknown maternity wards of this world
I think I hold a record of
some sort for being thrown out of just about everywhere that I’ve ever been in
my life, and being thrown out of so many places, has given rise to many a
thought and a pondering . . .
And one day I thought, that
instead of being thrown out of all of these places, it was just that I’d gotten
too big and outgrown them.
It wasn’t that I’d been
thrown out - but had graduated instead.
But it always felt so weird . . .
So much scorn, so much
contempt, forced out as tension ran high . . .
A force-field with magnets
in like-repels-like position parted our ways then said “good bye”.
I thought of the time I was
thrown out of College at the end of my Freshman year . . .
Was I a drop out?
A failure?
My new eyes said: “No - you
were a very bright student and graduated way ahead of your class - 3 years
early!”
And now that I think of it,
it is called: ‘The Early College’
. . .
So I started to look at the
incidents in my life that were similar, with hopefully new and refreshingly
clear eyes . . .
I
started to look again at all the times I’d been left behind, thrown out in the
trash, scorned, disdained, shunned, and abandoned, cut-off, and left out in the
cold . . .
What - a - feeling . . .
Dread
. . .
Alone in an empty world . . .
An empty world full of strangers
. . .
And I’ve gone through this
life being thrown out of cafés, restaurants, schools, camps, people’s lives,
families, towns, countries, conversations, cliques, clubs, and Cyberspace to
boot!
And it feels just like:
♫Once
upon a time, you dressed so fine,
threw the bums a dime, in your prime,
didn’t you?♫
Just like being a rolling
stone with NO MOSS!
But then it started to dawn
on me . . .
That
I know some people who’ve told me that they’ve remembered their births . . .
But me, only back to about
3 years old when my little brother was born.
So what do I know about
birth then?
And how can I be fully
conscious if I don’t remember everything and see things for what they truly
are?
(Readers often ask)
The scenario is always something like
this:
Things are fine, just fine,
warm, cozy and friendly and cruising right along on an even keel and life is
balanced and life is harmonious and La - Dee -
Da - and then all of a sudden - Boom!
I’m alone!
Out in the cold.
And it sucks! . .
And so do I.
As that’s what newborns are
especially good at.
All this bad luck and dems
bluz . . .
So I think it’s about time
I add the right tincture to these blues - to turn the color right.
It’s about time I gave up
my suffering, and the lazy and unenlightened perspective that there’s something
in this world called “evil”.
It seems that lots of times
all the suffering’s in the eyes anyway . . .
And in the way we see
things.
Yeah . . . I don’t think I’ve
ever been thrown out of anywhere in my life, but have graduated and been born
again on a higher level about 50 times or so instead.
And I was just reading in
Dan Brown’s book the other day that ‘Freemasons have 33 degrees of initiation’
. . .
Let’s
face it - everybody hates me and wants me the hell out of their lives!
And
I’m laughing my head off! . .
Or
was laughing my head off . . .
Birth
is a strange thing . . .
(For
a guy my age)
Maybe the strange thing
about it is that you’re all alone -
And however you see it is the way it is.
And it
can look very, very, black and very, very, bleak and stark and naked and alone
and like The Last Survivor of an Ancient Race that Once Lived on this Earth Is a
Baby!
Well .
. . tch . . . whew . . . I’m all alone now . . . It’s my own fault . . . I
probably deserved it . . . and had it coming . . . now there’s no one to
complain to anymore . . .
Oh - yes there is!!
“Ma!!!!!!!”
. . . I’ve just been thrown
out of one world -
And landed in another.
And I’ll probably never
make it home . . . again.
“MA!!!!!!!!!”
“I just **** in my pants
and it’s all your fault!”
“And I’m not going to
clean it up . . .”
“ANYMORE!”
o0o
How does it all start -
this tension leading up to birth?
Well, (we all know now how
it starts), but the tension afterwards seems to fall under the law of: There’s
only room enough in this town for 1 of us, or: 2 objects of the same size and
same type can not fill the same space, with both laws being aspects of the
greater law of: like repels like.
One
has to either: throw the other object out or destroy it to attain unity and
wholeness, or consume and digest the other object to attain unity and
wholeness, or both actions always occur simultaneously, though this isn’t so
easy to perceive . . .
Therefore the law is 1.
2 is a crime and against
the law.
For example: I’ve
recently been thrown out of a tea shop I love . . .
As this tea shop’s full of
artists, after hours, a bit outside of space and time, and so hip it seems like
a magical oasis in the middle of a hot, dry, and arid desert.
Or like a light on in the
middle of the night in an empty city - Is that where they all are?
I liked it there.
It was Youngsville.
And
then all of a sudden -
“Boom!”
and I was out.
Rebirthing Course Here and Now - Guest - 08-21-2019