So why should I attempt one of the most thankless of all of the hard sell propositions imaginable? Hey. It must be love. In manipulating Symbolic Languages, be they poetic or even mathematical, we are confronted with the slippery nature of language and meaning. We see almost constant abuse of our need to learn and understand. People claim authority for things and meanings that should never have been misappropriated in the first place. When we speak of loyalty, the church calls it marriage. When we talk about my faith, people think religion. When I talk about being psychic, I am laughed at, or worse yet I am worshipped. When we speak of my love, we're expected to be jealous and attached. When I want to write about spiritual technologies, I am offending people equally on both sides of the opinion bias. When we admit to any neutrality on the issues of spirituality and religions in general, we are thought of as cowards. Why would we want to be honest while being in the line of fire? It Must Be Love.
What does this really mean for those of us who are still suffering in a world of human indifference? If my research is correct, then the answer is in the questioning of our challenges together. Our very minds are curious for answers to the problems we confront in our daily lives. This is that "uncertainty" that our brains are always redefining. Central is that "Void of Content" that our most inner selves wrestle with when we seek to understand. We love, we seek to know. What is it that makes us want to solve life's problems? It Must Be Love.
Some of my posts are much better than others. Some of the subjects are much harder to write about. The motivations for being a psychic are not easy to justify. I'm frequently reminded of the shameful embarrassments of being a self doubting psychic, much worse the consequences of being honest about it. The assumption is that I should think of the short term benefits of being a businessman first. And that I should abandon this absurd belief in the viability of my work as a Para Psychologist. It's so funny that my desire to want to assert my right of free speech, is seen as professional suicide. Obviously I have enough faith to try something almost impossible, even if it won't make me money, (at least not in the short run.) But still I persist in exploring these shifting boundaries of personal and public opinions. It Must Be Love.
