I can barely watch the Sunday morning news shows anymore. I have seen this kind of palaver for too many years to be fooled by it anymore. I think I have to be fooled by the media and politicians shenanigans to enjoy what they do. I see it all as just so much of the human plight.
I was writing away yesterday when suddenly I realized I'd written something that was very interesting to me.
"The body never loses consciousness when the persona goes to sleep, because the body never possessed it. Only the persona possesses consciousness, and only then, as the self-generated result of it's adopted rules of conscience.
I never thought of the persona being the one and only container for consciousness. I guess that might mean that if you lose consciousness, then yo' meal jar got a hole in it. LOL"
The LOL after the "meal jar" comment was about a saying in the Gospel of Thomas about a woman who was walking on a road back to her house from the market, and the ceramic jar she was carrying meal in had a broken handle she wasn't aware of and the meal spilt to the ground as she walked home.
97 Jesus said, The [Father's] kingdom is like a woman who was carrying a [jar] full of meal. While she was walking along [a] distant road, the handle of the jar broke and the meal spilled behind her [along] the road. She didn't know it; she hadn't noticed a problem. When she reached her house, she put the jar down and discovered that it was empty.
http://users.misericordia.edu//davies/thomas/Trans.htm
I didn't write about a meal jar at first. I wrote about a bucket that had a hole in it. There was a song I learned in my youth about some poor soul couldn't go to the brewery and get a bucket of beer to bring it home, because his bucket had a hole in it. That reminded me of the #97 saying and I changed it over to see where that would take me.
It was only after I had posted the quoted material above that I looked up the saying to see if there was some sort of correlation . Admittedly, that particular saying had never bottomed out for me because I didn't really understand the moral of the story.
I guess the saying could be about a woman who lost consciousness. The saying does say "She didn't know it; she hadn't noticed a problem." It could be a metaphor about dementia or senility or the trials and tribulations of getting old. But, I'm old and courting with the ravages of ti-me, so I might just be projecting my own situation upon the woman in this saying.
My opinions on the Thomas list don't please some of the members some of the ti-me. I get attacked a lot for being so crude. No blame. I am crude. Deliberately crude , if that's what it takes. I've sort of convinced myself I take a shamanistic approach at times to deal with the other's shame.
Shame can be debilitating and make people sick to death of their own lousy motives. This state of being requires radical and drastic action. It shouldn't be approached by people who are worried about what people will think of them if they reach beyond the pale to get what will do the job of diminishing the pain of feeling shamed.
I used to think I was being clumsy and thoughtless when I treated shamed people with disdain and hurt their feelings. Now that I'm an eunuch as far as procreation is concerned and it's unproductive literally for me to woo the world for the sake of attracting impregnable females, I see the plight of the world in a completely different way. I can do those things that will do the trick without acquiring their shame and working it out through my own person. That was a real drag, man.
I do not attempt to tell the God's own truth here because I don't know what the truth is or hardly ever. I try to capture the drifting thoughts that randomly appear in my imagination for reasons I may not understand. I don't know if the content I capture with these words is true or false. The Comments settings are turned off to prevent me from having to defend what amounts to little more than fanciful, sometime crude speculation. Great moments in our lives never return.
