STARTING OVER
It's an amazing thing to me how much of this current universe seems invested in this idea of STARTING OVER. The Stem Cell Research Project is very much about this. Rebuilding from the ground up. Going back to ground zero, and injecting the liquid essence that is referred to as"a blank slate" again.
I have often heard (and said): "If only I could go back and live my life over, knowing what I know now........." What a trip that would be, eh? An unfair advantage? Perhaps. But I am not always adverse to that! I can do "unfair advantage," at times.
Rebirthing has been another way to get at those feelings. In our study, we speak often about the "Subconscious Death Urge." This is a very important piece of work, indeed. We must spend some time with this, my friends.
It is the feeling of INEVITABILITY that is attached to death.
"There is nothing certain except death and taxes."
Horse crap.
Some people react to the S.D.U. by saying......."Well, let it come, then. I've had it. I'm ready." People can say this in a number of ways. Two incredibly audible ways of saying it are: failing to drink water, and failing to breathe. Since both elements are crucial for life, and we will die quickly without either one, there seems to be a kind of sardonic pleasure that is unconsciously enjoyed by playing Russian Roulette with
bodily fluid balance and ventilation.
Other people try to RUN from death, buried in activity. The more they run, the less they feel.
The Subconscious Death Urge goes hand in hand with wanting to START OVER. The Autonomic Nervous System is counter-programmed to keep THIS PARTICULAR BODY alive, and override these insidious efforts to off oneself. And so, we are caught on the horns of a dilemma. We can't fully go, but many of us are not fully staying either, now are we?
Now might be the time for us to give ourselves a DIL-ENEMA. You know.........JUMP OFF THE HORNS........and make some choices, find our voices.......that kind of stuff.
The Subconscious Death Urge is a cosmic football that has been passed on to us from generation after generation...........great-grandfather to grandfather, grandfather to father, father to son........etc. etc.
We plant corpses in the ground, hoping that we will eventually grow a "version" of individual who will choose to hang around awhile (900 years or so, like they used to.......back in the Bible days). I mean, after all..........a person doesn't really get his *feet wet* about how to live on this planet for at least 250 years.
In a way, it's like Clinton's term as President. We were just about getting to the point where that cat could really GROOVE.............talkin with world leaders, stroking the economy, interviewing new interns........and bam! He's outta there. After that, what do we get? Bushwhacked!
The clock is ticking. And all our running, and striving, and failing to drink water, and shallow breathing is taking its toll. Now what?
Now..............WHAT?DJ.