Tag: fractal

‘Ø’ NOTHING EXCLUDES ANYTHING ‘∞’

Discrete entity

‘Ø’ NOTHING EXCLUDES ANYTHING ‘∞’

Discrete entities, ideas, constructs are never separate, they are part of all other such ‘manifestations’.

Seeming to be singular at first, all things display a self-similarity on a simple level. They are included in the same ‘set’ of inclusivity in their totality.

More than that, all things are subtly interleaved, because all causes affect. That which is affected [by the existence of another] cannot have its origin traced, because its antecedents go back to the ‘beginning of time’ itself.

The futility of trying to ‘know’ what a singular thing ‘is’ directs me, like a prisoner is directed towards freedom, to salute the unending riches in not knowing.

The tiny wisdom of accepting not knowing is bigger than a mountain of pure gold.

Nothing excludes anything.

One of the certainties on which I can build my life is that my body, mind, heart and soul are included in the universe.

At times I might veer off and begin to wonder if Life is This or That.

Then I remember that neither one thing nor the other came first.

My consciousness arises from both.

In the moment I exist, I am both alive and an ineffable part of life. I am both alive and I am being lived by life.

Who cannot be brimming with excitement at the unfolding potential of discovery ?

This excitement is endless in the way of fractal endlessness. It is the acknowledgement of, and the gratitude for the enjoyment of this very endlessness which is both entirely sufficient and delightfully finite in the embodiment of its expression in me. This is one of the things which give rise to the chuckle of the enlightened.

I am as appreciative of this as it is humanly within my power. And I try to act accordingly.

Passionately therefore, I say I should act with compassion and respect, for the valid reason that my thoughts, my words and my deeds contain all the force of the flap of the beat of that proverbial butterfly wing

~ Love is present EveryNow

Thoughts arising…

… … …The appreciation of the pure and mathematical fundamental principles which underlie the way living beings assume their form and ‘operate’ is one essential bridge towards a deeper understanding of my place in this experience of being alive.

At times I might veer off and begin to wonder if Life is Math. Then I remember that neither one thing nor the other came first. My consciousness arises from both.

In the moment I exist, I am both alive and an ineffable part of life. I am both alive and I am being lived by life.

Who can retain their passionate overflood at the unfolding potential of discovery ? This excitement is endless in the way of fractal endlessness. It is the acknowledgement of, and the gratitude for the enjoyment of this very endlessness which is both entirely sufficient and delightfully finite. Is this what gives rise to the chuckle of the enlightened?

A frond on my mind

16 June 1966

▫️▫️▫️A young fern

I have an image of a young fern frond vividly imprinted on my mind.

I sat in a heath of ferns all night and throughout dawn one warm windstill day approaching Summer Solstice in 1966.

I was sailing through my first and only LSD trip. In tandem with this striking symmetrical image, came the words by Dylan Thomas again and again, “The force that through the green fuse drives the flower… “

The green fractal shapes of the fern fronds at eye-level all around found their home in my body in the same immediate way that the final jigsaw piece drops into the overall picture.

The fit of those frozen living shapes entered the twin vanguards of my brain and through them they revealed the uninterpretable immensity of their purposeful power.

I might close and reopen my eyes, but the ferns’ gigahertz scream of presence remained the same. Not a shred of illusion, nothing of my own projection, pure ferns in dead calm hurricanes of potent aliveness.

This realisation over 50 years ago, in the way it presented to my naked raw senses, continues to have a positive and heart-expanding impact on my everyday life.

The enormity of the power of the will to live was made visible in the most direct way to my animal self.

An animal, such as a cat, horse, or fish processes external stimuli first from a centre of instant reactions.
A movement seen or a sound heard is “It will eat me,” or “I will eat it”.

Run or fight. Kill or be killed.
My reason, my intellect, took no part in assimilating this impression.

Around dawn, a woodpecker began tapping on a lone pine tree within 10 yards of where I was sitting cross-legged. I felt joyful and at peace as the bird repeatedly injected the silence of this new midsummer’s day with staccato sounds.

Later that day, I wrote a poem about this, called Student Woodpecker, which I still cherish.

I am so blessed in that wherever I go out into the natural world, cultivated or wild, the raw strength and single-pointed power of the will to live thus revealed forever remains visible to me, stripped bare of pretty ideas, nice thoughts.

I see. And so I always say

~ Love is present  EveryNow