Monkey Cult
I just had my first fresh feijoa. I'd been avoiding them based on my unpleasant experience with feijoa "inspired" cocktails, but, as usual, it turns out the fresh experience is a different story. I wasn't sure how to eat it so I just peeled off the outside. Next time I might peel a thicker layer off, since the edge approaches unpleasant tartness. The middle is fantastic though. Eating the soft middle in combination with the harder outside is like eating delicious sour candy. A+ effort, Feijoa!
It's been a really lovely week. Low stress, lots of exercise, a sudden feeling that my stuffed monkey is God.... He hangs from my ceiling, head cocked to one side, eyes straight at me when I lie or sit in bed, a slight smile on his face, so I suppose it was only a matter of time before I started infusing him with spirituality. I've been drinking canned beer in bed this week, and every time I flip the tab off, I get up to the letter G. I was disappointed not to be getting any F's, but after the third occasion I thought to myself, maybe it's the monkey! Maybe he has a crush on me! I was brainstorming what his name could be, and came upon Guy. That almost fit. "Guy guy guy," I thought. "Guy....God! Of course he's God."I mean, if everything is God, why not my monkey? I ended up starting into his black plastic eyes for a couple solid minutes. It was a cool experience.
Ok, you can all laugh at me now!
I also got to thinking how similar the "All is One" religious thought is with the more modern idea that there are no conscious minds outside of one's own. The feeling that this world is created in one's mind. Who thought of that, I forget now? Anyway, if all is one, of course there is no consciousness outside of your mind! They are all you! We're all sharing the same mind. The more I read, from all religious and philosophical extremes, the more I get the feeling that everything is converging on one idea. Whether it's an idea that the human mind has just evolved perfectly to think up, or the TRUTH, I don't know. Does spiritual certainty equate with Truth? How much can we rely on the "I know I'm right" feeling? And if we can't, what else is there? Science and logic seem to be fueled by that feeling as much as any other discipline, although it's harder to see.
posted by Vanessa @ 13:25
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there's this one episode of the sopranos from the latest season i'll always remember. tony is recovering in the hospital from getting shot, and ends up making friends with an old guy in the room next door, a physicist. they and a couple other folks are all watching a boxing match on tv, placing bets and shouting at the fighters. but the physicist stops everyone in their tracks when he says "they may look like they are fighting, but they're not. those two men are the same." tony, never one for understanding things like "science" or "philosophy" or "books", gives him a quizzical look. the physicist continues: "those two men aren't separate beings any more than two tornados are separate manifestations of the same cloud. they both come from the same place." all is one! we're all the same mind! finkle is einhorn! dang, that show is awesome.
I totally saw that episode. Smooth move, boyfriend, linking my vague intellectual post to your concrete cultural world! Later, when English completes its bifurcation into 2 completely separate languages, we will all desperately need people like you.
My watch is on my other wrist and it's freaking me out.
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