Zen and the Art of Writing

When I look back @ times starting my writing, reading N. Goldberg for insights, looking for the answer to nothingness having being, finding a place where I am and finding happiness, joy as an integral part of days, choice as response/responsibility (What gives more freedom w/ choices than writing maybe?), and associating ephemeral misunderstandings to deeply seated roots of who I am, what I do that relates to my beingness finding knowledge, what I love, what I have my heart invested in, my meaning of life, my meaningful doingness to my meaningful beingness, what seats my breath home, ... this journey where writing guides me even in times of nonwriting; I am home.

It is not hard to respect intelligent people who work hard. It is not hard to respect myself w/ pursuing meaning and purpose w/ how I choose to use my time I have. To leave something however morbid it sounds behind is a mortal attempt of reaching however small to a physical time capsule of oneself amongst others. To find my own voice, free from contempt due to familiarity, striving for self-esteem being in a healthy state, coming to know oneself deeper, to write, talk finding what one thinks, feels, what is happening in growth in our own lives, ... and we let others know they are not alone.

Finding one's breath, one's rhythm, one's perspective and perspectives leave us @ a default status where writing practice takes us. Chop wood, carry water, flash of thought, cognitions, moods, emotion; chop wood; carry water. Work, play, sleep. Write. Seek nothingness. Seek giving w/ no strings attached. Give so we may keep what we have given away. Social writing, (writing is social, although often "alone," not that abstractly(?), constructively, ... building networks, practicing psychosocial therapy, strength-based practices w/ the tool(s) of writing, w/ writing; these are the things of life-stuff, the small things that make and build our lives, create our lives while make our minds yogicly stretch farther than before, beyond, transcending beingness. finding oneself and one's tribe, a rightful belonging sequences of events, sequentially together and growing. All this for making characters appear on the screens ... albeit w/ the all crucial triunal construct of meaning, bringing together the writer and reader, the reader, the writer w/ a timeless moment of understanding. Look around. What do you see. Creativity? The building blocks and materials for constructiveness are all around. Find the commonality of uniqueness. Find, pick your tribe. Create one. Yes, ... more than anything create.

It is awareness that keeps us sane. It is detail to what we observe; our awareness, our sensuality that makes us survive, thrive, climb, ascend, transcend. It is description w/ what we use to communicate, to give to ourselves and others. It is a cerebral knowledge that we pass along to others in our tribe(s). It is our lexical access drill, our sharing of emotion and mood, our immune system/brains we share making us healthy. A creative not creating is a sick creature indeed. This is the "Rue of the Source," Man the Maker of Tools, Man the Maker in General/Genre, the journey of the pilgrim/rabbi/amim/student/poet/seeker/guru free of the journey's road/path/breath; the canyons' long winding road, curved space of love and womb-like features, a film where all the blood is ink. Committed. The breath of those before us and those after us and all in the moment depend on each other, on all of us for the moment of this thing called life. To dare speak like those w/ the gift however long w/ impeccable speech, good intentions, coming from the good source, w/ no-speech; the manifestation of a silent om; that is sitting practice, a meditative writing practice; doing non-doing, effortless effort, troubled turmoiled waters and her rolling waves of white noise finding resolution and resolve, frontiers, dimensionless characters forming,taking form, like that first moment after the void ... creates. What happened in that first micro-nano-googolplex redefined in this universe bound to creativity from its source the void of form? Characters of a finite number? Yes. And like an eternity of ether and form, time zero and time, time zero and time existing before and upon a spectrum of time, unboundless, a time interval upon suportive intervals of time, after time existing, symbols in ether, of ether; timelessness and time together in a logic system that resolves conflict outside of very time itself? All things happening, have happened, are happening, will happen. Time is an observer's tool to explain all things not happening at once. They do. It is the measure chosen to see and observe. What changed? Here is the summary. Timelessness exists and has being in its nothingness. The sense of timelessness and time in the parity of her synchronous moment/event is deciding its beingness observed as particle or wave. Given two choices she is taking the third. It is the one and the many. Finally. The creation of the characters define an event where a measure (of time) is simultaneously created; they form a natural state of nothingness, again its sense of being nothingness. From nothingness, a singularity and an "Aleph Nought", time has two states, a parity inclusive of nothingness and being. And as well it has an orthonormal parity of being containing nothingness that begins time-little measure space upon a sea of the time-major/"capital" measure space. That is to say its orthonormal character is adroit in an added dimension(w/ nothingness/being). So this is special; to write. From a silence being the sound source. To an event of nothingness becoming being. Creating a holism of meaning void of form to a meaning manifested into an event of embedding where it is manifested. In itself by being manifestation from nothingness meaning takes form. Quite easily done? ... Quad erat demonstrandum! Q.E.D. "That which was to be proved/demonstrated." What has happened to the time? This "construct?" From nothingness. Being. By definition time is a singulaity and as well an event from event to event ... in the general form. Manifestation of meaning is "a Radamacher support" relative to an event in nothingness where It/He creates a manifestation of nothingness yielding time's definition satisfying the definition of being itself.