A View Without a Room

So, there might be a planet in our solar system beyond Pluto... but is that the Big Possibility that gets you up in the morning? 

When there is nowhere left to turn, which way do you go?

Is it true that the writer Hunter S. Thompson said, "When the going gets wierd, the wierd turn pro"?

In my way of meandering through thought, I frequently settle upon the notion that "survival" is not the end-game: but loving is. While not a few folks among us play for their angle, loving has no angle. Oh, we might be seriously lacking in self-confidence -- perhaps we are convinced that no matter what we do, we will simply never be "good enough" -- and so we numb-down into a nearly invisible smallness: controlled by fear and dominated by every negative possibility... But loving is a radically different choice: to love is to step out into a vast field of a different invisibility: the invisibility of an Energy Field that wills Every Good Potential...

The "professional weirder" has given up on image and chosen instead imagination. Imagination is the endless conversation between "What if?" and "Why not?" The professional weirder acts as if she can actually participate in that conversation! She will activate her will for possibilities: perhaps she will dress bohemian when everyone else parties with the latest cool. Perhaps she will do anything today to surprise herself and everyone else: like gut-laughing on a crowded bus to see if she can make everyone else start laughing... You see, we are all exactly the same! We all want to become truly happy in our one, incredibly fragile, and precious, life! 

If it feels good to you, celebrate your Christian faith: or your Jewish, or Muslim, or Hindu, or Buddhist, or Sikh, or Aboriginal, or Pagan faith: recognize that it is a way-station on your journey through life: celebrate! But don't hunker down into a fantasy of either correctness or dominance: what has "correctness" or "domination" to do with the heart anyway? The tattoo in our blood is our divine humanity! So the professional weirder will also celebrate the folly of "knowing for sure" -- just about anything! He will know his pain, remember it, and strive to live in such a way that he reduces the pain in the world. He will summon the courage to let his heart guide his daily life, religion, politics, and economics. He will circle back into becoming an activated agent for healing and compassion...

This "view without a room" is life without the constructs of form for the sake of form: in previous centuries, shamans, priestesses, mystics, hermits, gypsies, artists, poets, and bohemians lived as "signs of contradiction" in the midst of the crowds who were, most often, simply humans in various stages of pain... The professional weirder chooses to live and feel and think and organize and agitate in such a way that the truth eventually becomes obvious -- as if from the inside out -- we are blessed beyond measure to be able to add a bit of enthusiasm to the human gene-pool! Holy Moly! We are breathing! We are playing and working! We are dreaming and sexing! We are gardening and farming! We are building the soil for future generations! We are parenting and teaching children! We are creating new endeavors and institutions of equality, justice, and peace! We are making art, music, and poetry! We are imagining dynamic new possibilities! We are not taking our moments or any other human being for granted: for we are choosing to love without limits... and like the professional weirder we are, like the bohemians before us, we choose to live our life in a view without a room...