Answering Questions from the Blog Mail: Is this a spiritual Blog?

Hello Guys,

                          Just  answering questions from you the reader.

 I got asked recently Dave is this a spiritual blog? The answer to that is what does a spiritual blog look like? I don’t really know I know what a spiritual blog would look like to me but I don’t judge spirituality by looks; take a seat while I share with you some personal stuff, maybe these words will help you make sense of the cacophonous arrangement of stuff here on the caravan of dreams.

A caravan always is a motley assortment of people places personal and group myth. It’s a little island of being traveling across the ocean of solitude that is the desert. Despite all the differences of the caravans there is one underlying thing there and that is the silence. It envelopes each traveling in his thoughts so he I separate but still together enough, am I making sense, probably not.

In my life for some reason I had a unique childhood and most of the time I was alone with no one to talk to at all.  So I would read a lot and when I couldn’t read any more I would stare out my Brooklyn window and look at a wall, a brick wall. It’s a NY thing. I decided from a young age that life would be a teacher and that nothing happened by random. That everything was purposeful and that purpose momentarily existed outside of me because I couldn’t see it because I didn’t “know”. Once I knew I could experience and understand it from the inside.

Silence has become such a deep grandiose thing to me. Alfred de vigny agrees

Hélas ! ai-je pensé, malgré ce grand nom d’Hommes,
Que j’ai honte de nous, débiles que nous sommes !
Comment on doit quitter la vie et tous ses maux,
C’est vous qui le savez, sublimes animaux !
A voir ce que l’on fut sur terre et ce qu’on laisse
Seul le silence est grand ; tout le reste est faiblesse.

Rough Translation <if u want a better one let me know>

Alas  I have thought, Despire the grand name of MAN

That I have been ashamed of us, how feeble we are

How should one leave life behind and all its evil

Its  you sublime animals that know!

Looking at all that one did on the earth and all that we leave behind

Only Silence is grand all the rest is Weakness

This was taken from his famous poem La mort du Loup <the death of a wolf>

Is this so much of a stretch, there are millions of blogs out there and it’s to this one some of you come. I never make a plan what to write I sit and write and this is what comes to my head. The Human experience has the micro and the macrocosm all beautifully interwoven.  If I look to Life and I look to live like a conscious entity then I will know all things. I say all things because all things are represented in us

You remember the how when Krishna open his mouth to Yashoda she saw the world in it.  That is us that’s a parable for humanity, looking past the exterior we can find the world in our self operating through us. However with Krishna because of his divine nature he manifested that reality to our normal regular eyes, through meditation and other technique we must work to see it through the spiritual eye. Yes there is a spiritual eye of light. It was made famous by the biblical line, “Let thine eye be single”. Anyways.

When I went to college I got drunk in the freedom, I didn’t go to class I would cut class to stare out of windows and talk to any and everyone who would listen to me. I made met many people but by that time such a divide had settled between myself and other people. However in pain or suffering in happiness or good times I felt something always great on the fringes of my life sending thing my way. Random things at first, people who only came into my life to make me aware of this reality or of this book which would open doors of thinking I never thought possible.

Life or rather God through the vehicle of life is always calling us. I don’t see anything spiritual about my blog. I just see many pictures of life, some of them will resonant with you someone of them wont. I hope that however there might be one that you can see that when u think about it will be a vehicle for you, it will clearly allow u to see the hand that have been guiding you your whole life, there in good and bad birth and death

 Dave

Two Quotes:

de Musset poem called tristesse

Dieu parle, il faut qu’on lui réponde.
Le seul bien qui me reste au monde
Est d’avoir quelquefois pleuré.

God speaks, we must respond to him

The only good that rests in this world

Is having few times cried

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- from La mort Du loup

Gémir, pleurer, prier est également lâche.
Fais énergiquement ta longue et lourde tâche
Dans la voie où le Sort a voulu t’appeler,
Puis après, comme moi, souffre et meurs sans parler

 Groaning crying praying are all equally  pathetic

Energetically do your long and heavy task

That life has called you to do

Then, Like me , Suffer and Die without talking

Tags: De musset, de vigny, Food For Thought, French Poetry, krishna, la mort du loup, Silence, sublime silence, the caravan, The death of the Wolf, the Universe, Uncategorized, Yashoda