An Ordinary Mystic

Each step toward reality brings me closer to nakedness and my ultimate goal of complete transparency. Those who know me know that I've never understood rules. I've tried to obey them, more or less, most of the time but life has always felt too fluid for arbitrary limits of any sort, not that they wouldn't be nice. Life would be a lot easier and a lot less frightening if I always knew where the boundaries were, but I've never been able to believe that it works that way. God is a gambler, a smooth talking huckster pedaling redemption, always ready to make a deal if only we will try his elixir. The holy Spirit waitsfor the slightest hint of invitation, plotting salvation. May my words fall away like ripe fruit and decay. Amen

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I'm not sure where this is going, I'm just compelled to write. It's been too long. It's not as though I haven't been putting words together, I just haven't been able to make them go anywhere. After last month's hospitalization for chronic ileus I was feeling pretty discouraged and worked on a piece I was calling Ileus and Sisyphus. I must have reworked it 15 different ways before recognizing the futility of any such effort. There are points in life when so much seems unknown that comfort is the only logical course of action but then again maybe it's just too much exposure to Bob Dylan. I have been reading his Chronicles, I don't always understand him and he would be the first one to tell you that it really doesn't matter.

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