Since the top right picture is of the former Twin Towers, it strikes me as interesting that I should get into my blog again on the anniversary of 9/11. Today is a date when I was wondering whether we are going to attack Iran, and how horrific I think the consequences would be. Do we have enough military to support it? Would the government want to initiate another draft and, if not, where would they get the manpower? If not, would they bomb the heck out of them? And then what?
I don't know if it is true or not but, this week I read on the Internet that in all the centuries of mankind there has only been seven years of no wars. And, we have the nerve to call ourselves civilized. Okie Dokie, but holy smoke and mirrors, it seems there is a fly in the soup to me. And then folks, what have most of these wars been about?
The other day I spoke to someone who does a particular meditation to open the layers of the heart. It is a Sufi meditation. You know the tradition where that beautiful poet Rumi talking about the light and sound of God came out of and The Whirling Dervishes. I thought that would be a nice thing to learn, but you see the person then started talking to me about the fact that there is a relationship between Sufism and the Koran. I became fearful suddenly about being taught this meditation technique, and then shocked at my reaction. I thought about how I really would like to study the Koran to see for myself, even though I am told that the ripples within the words can not be translated, what the book really says. I imagined the looks from people seeing it on my desk at work or in my car or carrying it into the coffee shop, and it made me sad, considering why was it that so many people came to America, when they first founded this country. I supposed that those people also were rounded out for simplicity's sake into the idea of all being fanatics. After all, why complicate matters with details of significance--better to go after an Armani.
It is now 11:40. Twenty more minutes to the end of this 9/11 anniversary. I think I will spend the last ten minutes in silence.
I don't know if it is true or not but, this week I read on the Internet that in all the centuries of mankind there has only been seven years of no wars. And, we have the nerve to call ourselves civilized. Okie Dokie, but holy smoke and mirrors, it seems there is a fly in the soup to me. And then folks, what have most of these wars been about?
The other day I spoke to someone who does a particular meditation to open the layers of the heart. It is a Sufi meditation. You know the tradition where that beautiful poet Rumi talking about the light and sound of God came out of and The Whirling Dervishes. I thought that would be a nice thing to learn, but you see the person then started talking to me about the fact that there is a relationship between Sufism and the Koran. I became fearful suddenly about being taught this meditation technique, and then shocked at my reaction. I thought about how I really would like to study the Koran to see for myself, even though I am told that the ripples within the words can not be translated, what the book really says. I imagined the looks from people seeing it on my desk at work or in my car or carrying it into the coffee shop, and it made me sad, considering why was it that so many people came to America, when they first founded this country. I supposed that those people also were rounded out for simplicity's sake into the idea of all being fanatics. After all, why complicate matters with details of significance--better to go after an Armani.
It is now 11:40. Twenty more minutes to the end of this 9/11 anniversary. I think I will spend the last ten minutes in silence.
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