What is Evolution?

“We began as a mineral.
We emerged into plant life, and into the animal state, and then into being human, and always we have forgotten our former states, except in early spring when we slightly recall being green again.
That’s how a young person turns towards a teacher.
That’s how a baby leans toward the breast, without knowing the secret of its desire, yet turning instinctively.
Humankind is being led along an evolving course, through the migration of intelligences, and though we seem to be sleeping, there is an inner wakefulness that directs the dream, and that will eventually startle us back to the truth of who we are.”
— The Story of Evolution
Rumi, 13th Century



If I don't do something I do nothing. My roving mind is in search of a story. The sleuth in me wants to find the truth. And while the truth eludes me, I ask questions. The same ones, worded differently, but with the same aim. I too would like to make a discovery or atleast accomplish something worth gaining. Worthy of my time and effort.
I suspect that there's going to be something catastrophic coming soon. I can't sense whether its positive or negative as yet. But it's going to be big. I'm trying to sniff it out while not getting distracted by the past. So now there's one of several options. If I avoid the drama, then i'll never get to tell the story. So I can either start wearing my raincoat everyday and walking with my umbrella, just incase I walk in to a shitstorm. Or I could just stay away. It's what i've been doing.
I'm beginning to admire how I can let certain things get to me, and somethings just don't. Maybe it has something to do with me losing the capacity to retain anything after a short period of time. Sometimes you just have to let things slide, without being trampled. But my thing is you can't get trampled if you keep on moving.

At the end of the day. It's tomorrow somewhere else. And as the future paints its picture across the sky, I relaise that I definately need to do something productive tomorrow.
Damn this rain!


  1. One too many butts on that table.

  2. btw to those who know anything about my life...this post was a premonition...I think I need to invest in some tarot cards and a crystal ball....


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Our Deepest Fear by Marianne Williamson, A Return to Love

"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."