Love it when it snows


Nothing quiets things down like a nice blanket of snow. The roof is muffled, and the forest too. But I think there may be even more going on. Doesn't snow often here, but every time it sure does seem like the power is cleaner. For sure the listening is better. 
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(...meanwhile, back to Reality...which is still in progress, or seems to be...)

To be or not to, whatever....*L*

This is my vote for the Most Engaging Forum; Off-topic category.

Marvelous what a bit of snow can cause.... ;)
*S* Thanks, nonoise.....

Every now and again, my muse takes me by the keys and goes walkabout...

....and I'm prone to wonder and wander.

The movie Lucy is a favorite of mine.  A very 'one-way' LSDish trope; reminds one of the 'red or blue pill' choice in the Matrix...

You take one or the other....there is No Return.

But, we face that daily anyway....*L*


Lucy's final message, @ the end of the Final Fracas in the film....

I am Everywhere

...struck me then (and still echos, even now) as our Ultimate Fate....perhaps...

Our biological existence ceases....matter returns to the source, the body dissipates back to the earth we were assembled from...

The energy, the 'electron flow' that drives our thoughts, our motions, emotions, the 'waking>sleep' impetus we call 'a life' does as well.....

...surely does too.  We actually 'do' be Everywhere...yet again.

And That...seems to be the price of consciousness.

We have no knowledge of existence prior to birth.  Some claim to 'prior lives' but even a dolt like yours truly can 'extrapolate' into my dog's paws and POV...and consider life on the floor....

wake/wag/out/piss/poop/eat/petting/wag/lay on bed/sleep/etc.

Simple, sheer existence. *S*  We're the one's who make it pleasant or not.

"And, in the end...." *Poof* Gone.

Just because we can consider it.....contemplate it, fear it, accept it (or not)....

It is what it is until it isn't.

Literally, back to the future, the Void.

An insane amount of millennia later, Perhaps....

"YOU"...might be back. 

As Van Morrison's "Into The Mystic" ends....

"...in another time....in another place.....in another face...."

One just has to be patient....but, that's kinda inevitable, under the circumstance... *G* ;)
Whether one likes that....or not...is inconsequential...

We really are ghosts in the machine....

*Boo!*LOL*
..but, then again....there's always the 'Matrix option'...

http://www.firesigntheatre.com/media/audvid/tont11.mp3

...I've had an....'interesting backstory'....having been subjected to such....;)

http://www.firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=tont

...and more than simple posts could ever explain....
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