Greetings from the other side of the
fence – This is not a holiday
“Sometimes all life takes is only a
little bit of bravery.” – Terrence McKenna
This famous ethnobotanist got it down
to a “courageous” approach towards the new, when he embarked on
his psychodelic, out of the mind journeys, in order to “download”
a new operating system for his very own being. Why would someone want
to “clean his sheet”, risk eternal psychosis and be an outcast of
modern society? Because he thought it necessary to explore reality in
order to live truly. It was not enough for him to obey and be
restricted. He needed to be the change he wanted to see in life. He
wanted to be human.
But no plant or synthetic agent is
needed, nor money or another career, to explore the familiar material
and mental plane from a very different angle. Sometimes, in order to
find something new, only the old has to be let go off. Open your hand
and the world will rest in your palm, form a fist and you'll hold on
to nothing. In many cases around the developed countries, this is to
stop thinking about work and weekend/holiday time and start living as
if all that you are doing is your true work for which you'll get
paid for in many ways. The money required for the life you are to
life, the love to love again, the resistances to grow as a sound
person. In more rural places, people have either figured that out all
along, or they are challenged to free themselves of the illusionist
dreams of a “western” life. Mama Nature; someone, who serves what
is needed. Something not delivered in a box to a box, to be eaten out
of a box for 2,99 $. Nobody wants to blame the box, though. The
rectangle seems to be the symbol of the 21st century.
Edges and straight lines. Seductive Geometry, the Golden CUT.
But what is there, if one chooses to
leave all these paved walkways and dogmas of “what to do” behind?
Seriously now - no kiddin' - is there a
life without all the “they”s and “me”s, the city and the
backcountry, without the constant auto reactive urge to fragment time
spent in given and received? Is there a “better” place? “Better”
people? pfffff…. What is behind the obvious?! Something just as obvious?
Let's find out – alone, but together.
Let's challenge ourselves by stopping to function a mathematical
equations. Let's allow caring and to be cared for. There are no
borders, but in our minds.
With love,
The Entourage
Again, I would like to encourage people
to send written evidence of their fragments of the kaleidoscopic
human experience. Something only you could have written. Favorably
short stories, as it is hard for me to combine poems, without
interfering too much. jfm.jaeger@googlemail.com
