So 2012.
End of the Mayan calendar.
End of the cosmic bach-tune.
End of a cycle of perspiration…
Or is that respiration??
2012?
What’s up with that?
Well…
Nothing.
Nothing is up with that.
It’s just a date, like any other date.
The sad truth is, it’s not associated with any grand cosmic plan, any extraterrestrial evolutionary design, or any mushroom spore expansion entheogen kind of thing.
The truth is, it’s just a date.
But it’s not without it uses.
I mean, if you ask me, it’s a great indicator of the depth of somebody’s understanding of all things spiritual because, in my opinion, any one who believes that there is some arbitrary cut off point where some souls (or genes) move forward and other’s don’t is heavily deluded, perhaps psychologically damaged.
I mean, who the hell wants that?
I certainly don’t. I have a family and friends and I don’t want to see any of these folks “lost” when some big switch is thrown in 2012.
How insane is that idea?
I mean, really.
Come on.
Can you really believe that that’s the way it works?
Not that there isn’t some significance to 2012.
If you ask me, 2012 is a power level.
Like the kind of power level you get on your microwave oven.
The date 2012 is like the setting “maximum power” on the dial.
And that is significant.
But not in the way we are normally taught.
It’s important.
But not in the way you probably think about it.
Now, I’ll have more to say about 2012 in the future but for now, let me just say, don’t get caught up in the hoopla.
It’s a distraction.
Come 2012 the world is still going to be here (though parts of it may be in the process of significant change).
Come 2012, you will still be here.
Heck, I’ll still be here to and come 2012, I’ll be doing exactly what I’m doing right now.
Standing…
Smiling…
Waving
Sayin…
“Yoo hoo, over here.”
ms
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