August 04, 2004
A complicated vacuum
Here begins a series of photographs that I took in the Bardo . Guess it's up to me to figure out the messages.
This is, as the title clearly states (A Condoleezza Rice blunt instrument kind of title), a complicated vacuum. It's major green hoses are forming the letter B, for Bardo and Blog.
The message. I spent my life trying to find my way through the tangle to the vacuum. There was lots of complexity and lots of action, but little meaningful understanding of my projections onto reality. Unless or until I can acquire some consciousness, I will be relegated to sorting out wires and tubes, repeating the past instead of creating the future.
If I can appreciate the power of my early experience, honor the forces that created it, stop, and begin to look beyond the fear, I'll be in good shape. I will have reached the vacuum from which I can examine my thoughts with some objectivity, and take in more of the wonders of reality. That is if I don't watch too much Fox TV .
While I was snapping this shot, a little old lady asked me, suspiciously, what I was doing. She could not fathom why I would take a picture of something like this, and refused a peek at my camera screen, when I offered to show her what I saw. She really wasn't interested. I can really understand that.
Lesson: Spending too much time in the Bardo can have a strange effect on your blog.