DISTANCE AND REMOTE VIEWING

DISTANCE AND REMOTE VIEWING

As a researcher of dubious proficiency, I venture out among you to have my say, “Without all the facts or information, how much further can I go and keep the integrity of the scheme that creates people like me living in  a glass tower, at a computer, searching for all that is relevant and pursues the course of future and improving the human lot, one way or another.”  Illuminating Ways.  Turning on Lights in the mind.  Is that what I am doing, or hope to do? 

Not sure, what can be done when a person is retired, and put out to pasture.  More time than money, perhaps.  On this day my focus rests with the long view.  Seeing across oceans and basking in the glow of having a way and means out of isolation, and into significance.  And begin all this with  a simple thought:  And a title:  It is a blog.  Needs a title.  Makes Sense.  Distance and Remote Viewing.  Living on the edge.  Taking the leap.  Avoiding despair.  Perhaps.

It all comes from wanting to get outside my own skin.  Like a snake, leave my old coverings out on the road, and take on a life oh so different, that I dare to use the things I have learned before the rush of progress obsoletes me.  Technology leap and reading.  Done daily on a screen that changes constantly.  Nothing to count on that allows one to inherit the wind, and second guess nature, human or otherwise.  Movement and traveling at warp speed, forecasting movement away from the center, and so it makes me ask:  “Am I distancing myself from the only reality I once thought I understood.  Am I clueless now?” 

And that is when it dawned on me, I can’t do this alone.  I must reach out.  Find a way.  Become enlightened.  Perhaps.

I have a computer but feel isolated and out of touch.  Taking responsibility of the situation.  Isolated but without justification.  I write a blog and recently was put on alert that the blog space I had been using for the last 5-6 years, www.multiply.com, will be closing it’s doors come December 2012.  Rats leaving the ship, and I am part of the migration that brings me to Blogger, which is a blog publishing service that allows private or multi-user blogs with time-stamped entries.  Created by Pyra Labs.  Bought by Google. 

So I made the move to a new blog space, and would post, but without any interaction with others out there, like me.  And then I found somebody I once had some interaction with on multiply.com.  John The Barman.  Went to his site, and told my story.  Isolated.  Seeking light.  Did it in a comment field at the end of one of his blogs.

And that is my story and blog for today.  Was unaware of the multitude of connections that happen world-wide when you are in the right place and in the right frame of mind.

My comment said: 

stone drum said...

Hello John, have not yet found a posting rhythm, nor a pace that will align me with a new readership. feels this venue is so vast, that one does a write, and makes it right by enjoying the adventure of words and process and the rest just happens as it happens. Much like life I suspect, one receives from it all, that which is given.

Having said that, i suspect you can follow this back to my site. posting once a week if that.

bad weather and holidays abound. will gather force as the darkness comes calling.

be well. enjoyed this posting. rocks. stones. mountain. words. poem. contemplation stride for stride with scholarship. I did enjoy. be well

3:03 AM

Johnthebarman said...

Thanks Stoney. Its such a joy that you read my constructions.
I love that comment, "..will gather force as the darkness comes calling". My wife is reading, "The Wayward Mind" by Guy Claxton, an intimate history of the unconscious. I am reading a new novel, "The Light Between Oceans" which is brilliant but takes me into a guilt ridden darkness. It is set on Janus rock in Western Australia. The only inhabitants are Tom, his young wife and a baby, Lucy. He cares for the light house.

Thanks for your light across the Oceans.

11:43 AM

stone drum said...

Each day becomes easier, if only we let go of the old ways, and grasp the new.

Say this in regards to: Stonedrum.blogspot.com I wrote a comment, you reply and on my gmail.com is an alert, that contains your comment. Instantly, I record it in a notes file for the day, used to focus what is of interest and what is not.

Comment fields are not a place for long emails. But what are they for? So I write this and post it. In time I will be schooled what is correct.

Have written down both books mentioned: The Light Between Oceans. The Wayward Mind. Have interest.

Will write a blog after drinking my tea and posting this. About the things I would say in an email about the topics introduced today, because of your comment alert.

Each day becomes easier, if only…..we let it be.

In closing I must make this clear.  Arrived here electronically.  Email Alert and before you know it, I am inspired to write a blog about what comes to me, because of the effort of one person on an isolated Scotish Island, who takes the time and effort to respond to me.  And in the conversation is mentioned.  Janus Rock.   "The Light Between Oceans"  A novel.  And so I did a google search, typed in:   Janus Rock. 

And for the next hour or so, was able to learn about a world foreign to me.  Western Australia.  1920-something.  And became satisfied.  History.  Fiction.  And yet, connecting me to a present moment experience.  Scottish man living on an isolated in November 2012, reminding me that isolation is what you make it.  Connected.  Disconnected.  1920 or just now.  Distance and Remote Viewing.  The possibility is endless.  Perhaps.