Letting Go in the Moment

Letting Go in the Moment

What I find is that the idea of a unified field theory turns every concept into a metaphor for every other concept topologically.

The CTMU transmutes all function into a linguistic question of semantic substance. Meaning is built on consciousness, and therefore all substance is meaningful and it is the perspective that seems different, and that is the great paradox.

Quantum mechanics explains this as Heisenberg's Theory of Uncertainty. Until we commit to a perception by measuring a phenomenon, we don't know. We deduce things, but they are only seemingly true at the time.

Inductively, absolute truth turns all deductions into merely relative truth, but ultimately we can never know as humans because nature is forever unfolding the infinite now into the vast array of future potentialities.

This crushes epistemology. But it gives us that enlightenment Pema speaks of as a lack of annoyance since we cannot be annoyed with the unknown, only our attachment to our not knowing it.

This is quite subtle, yet powerfully freeing. It takes our modern fascination with wealth and power and turns it into paranoia and an addiction to the thought of death.

The way around this is to lose our expectations. We can't enjoy our lives if we can never stop thinking of death. Kierkegaard calls it a sickness unto death. We are a clown trying to warn an audience that the building we are in is on fire. It appears a joke.

Nietzsche says our ideas become a god that must die.

The Buddha says attachment leads to suffering.

We punish ourselves for being human.

Let's remember, we pass from the metaphysical to the physical and back to the metaphysical. And the physical is a state of interdependence.

Freedom is only free while in interdependence. We need air. Water. Food. Shelter. And social interaction to keep from losing our minds.

Everything else is an illusion of ego. Attachment. Suffering.

Our emotional attachments are our most powerful.

The trick of sex is that for a moment we forget to stop remembering our preoccupation with death.

In fact, orgasm is even called, paradoxically, a little death.

It is difficult to let go, to make way, to allow, to ditch our expectations.

When I ask others what they think of when they orgasm, what I am really asking is what is more important to them than death.

What draws their attention from the preoccupation with survival that they would allow this moment of absolute vulnerability, the biological imperative that supercedes all other thoughts, including death?

What a way to go!

Coming and going all the way.

What takes you there?