{"id":1202,"date":"2014-11-16T08:08:24","date_gmt":"2014-11-16T08:08:24","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.keithalanhamilton.com\/?p=1202"},"modified":"2016-01-31T07:10:33","modified_gmt":"2016-01-31T07:10:33","slug":"me-and-my-thoughts","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.keithalanhamilton.com\/?p=1202","title":{"rendered":"me and my thoughts"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>composing something,<br \/>\nputting it into words<br \/>\nexpressing my thoughts<br \/>\nfor others to read<br \/>\nabout my life<br \/>\nas a mystic,<br \/>\nis not always easy<br \/>\neven though,<br \/>\nI\u2019m a regular<br \/>\neveryday kind of guy<br \/>\nwho functions well<br \/>\nlike everyone else<br \/>\nwhile living along<br \/>\nwith other life<br \/>\nand non-life<br \/>\nin a physical reality<br \/>\ncalled \u00a0 ~ \u00a0 Nature<br \/>\n~ \u00a0 \u00a0whatever I write<br \/>\nno matter if,<br \/>\na quote,<br \/>\npoetry or prose<br \/>\nit\u2019s origin<br \/>\nis cognitively<br \/>\nan emergent<br \/>\nactivity of mind<br \/>\nthat spirit \u00a0 ~ \u00a0 symbolically,<br \/>\nreferred to as<br \/>\nthe breath of life<br \/>\nas theorized<br \/>\nautopoeitically<br \/>\nby Humberto Maturana,<br \/>\nFrancisco Varela<br \/>\nand later Fritjof Capra<br \/>\nas something<br \/>\ngoing on,<br \/>\ninside my body<br \/>\nthrough which<br \/>\nthose words<br \/>\ndelivered through<br \/>\nmy type of style,<br \/>\ncharacteristically<br \/>\nare all birthed from<br \/>\nwithin the process<br \/>\nof my thinking \u00a0 ~<br \/>\n~ \u00a0 \u00a0and yet,<br \/>\nfor me at least<br \/>\nas a poet\/writer<br \/>\nfully knowing,<br \/>\nI can only speak for myself<br \/>\nas to my lived experience<br \/>\nas a mystic,<br \/>\nits embodiment<br \/>\nis that of<br \/>\nan empathic felt sense,<br \/>\nthat seems as if to be<br \/>\nintuitively and emotively<br \/>\n~ \u00a0 \u00a0psychic<br \/>\nsomehow so,<br \/>\n\u2018cause of my being<br \/>\nable to tap into the realm<br \/>\nof the archetypical<br \/>\nspoke of by Carl Jung<br \/>\nall that information<br \/>\nstored in Nature\u2019s energy<br \/>\nof which Edgar Cayce<br \/>\ncalled the \u201cakashic records\u201d<br \/>\na reservoir for thoughts<br \/>\nor \u201ccollective consciousness\u201d<\/p>\n<p>~ \u00a0 \u00a0for me at times<br \/>\nthis process<br \/>\nliving the light<br \/>\nof this<br \/>\ncosmic high<br \/>\nif becoming<br \/>\nunbalanced<br \/>\ncan be both<br \/>\nmentally<br \/>\nand physically<br \/>\nexhausting<br \/>\nforcing me<br \/>\nto retreat<br \/>\ninto the depths<br \/>\nencompassing<br \/>\nthe dark pit<br \/>\nall to familiar<br \/>\nto us like,<br \/>\nEdgar Allan Poe \u00a0 ~<\/p>\n<p>~ \u00a0 \u00a0let me clarify<br \/>\nfor example<br \/>\nthe year was 2002<br \/>\nand I,<br \/>\nyes me,<br \/>\ngot it in my head<br \/>\nthat thing residing<br \/>\nbetween<br \/>\nmy shoulders,<br \/>\nto leave my career<br \/>\nwhy \u00a0 ~<br \/>\nso I,<br \/>\ncould write full-time<br \/>\nand what a trip it was,<br \/>\nlike a Timothy Leary<br \/>\nexperiment,<br \/>\nwith LSD<br \/>\nsuddenly being freed<br \/>\naccording to my thinking<br \/>\nof my inhibitions<br \/>\nby way of me<br \/>\nbeing totally<br \/>\nimmersed<br \/>\n~ \u00a0 \u00a024\/7<br \/>\nwithin my thoughts<br \/>\nwriting quotes,<br \/>\npoetry and prose<br \/>\nwith<br \/>\nall<br \/>\nbrain circuits<br \/>\nfull speed ahead<br \/>\nfiring as bright<br \/>\nas a white dwarf<br \/>\npulsating like some<br \/>\nelectromagnetic field<br \/>\nholding all matter together<br \/>\nwhile appearing<br \/>\nable to jump<br \/>\nthrough the vortex<br \/>\ninto the parallel universe<br \/>\nthat David Ike<br \/>\nand Robert Anton Wilson<br \/>\nspeak of,<br \/>\nthe space continuum<br \/>\nwhere ET dwells<br \/>\nI,<br \/>\nexplored<br \/>\nthe enfolds and unfolds<br \/>\nof the holomovement<br \/>\nphysical reality\u2019s<br \/>\nimplicate<br \/>\nand explicate order<br \/>\nas explained<br \/>\nby David Bohm<br \/>\n~ \u00a0 \u00a0I flew high<br \/>\nday in and day out<br \/>\nas if I was an eagle<br \/>\nsoaring in the wind<br \/>\namidst the<br \/>\nmountain tops<br \/>\nvicariously being myself<br \/>\n~ \u00a0 \u00a0until I,<br \/>\ncrashed<br \/>\ndown<br \/>\ninto the<br \/>\n\u201cvalley of<br \/>\nthe shadow<br \/>\nof death\u201d<br \/>\nas mentioned in the<br \/>\nTwenty-third Psalm<br \/>\nwhere the ghost<br \/>\nof Ernst Hemmingway<br \/>\nand his fate<br \/>\nflashed before my eyes<br \/>\n~ \u00a0 \u00a0eventually,<br \/>\nI,<br \/>\ncrawled out of the darkness<br \/>\nand back into the light<br \/>\nwhere I more fully realized<br \/>\nnow understood,<br \/>\nafter a year of living<br \/>\nthis sobering reality<br \/>\nI,<br \/>\nme,<br \/>\nbeing alone<br \/>\nwith me<br \/>\nwallowing within<br \/>\nthe sweet melancholy<br \/>\nof my thoughts<br \/>\nwriting endlessly<br \/>\nthought after thought<br \/>\nword after word<br \/>\nwasn\u2019t really,<br \/>\nreally<br \/>\nthe best thing<br \/>\nfor me to do<br \/>\nthe healthiest way<br \/>\nto fulfill the aspirations<br \/>\nwithin the expectations<br \/>\nof my journey into words<br \/>\n~ \u00a0 \u00a0so I,<br \/>\nthrough a process of<br \/>\nintelligent progression<br \/>\nwithin my lived experience,<br \/>\nnow write only part-time<br \/>\nwhile going back<br \/>\nto work full-time<br \/>\nso I,<br \/>\nfor a little while<br \/>\na few hours in the day<br \/>\nthrough distraction<br \/>\ncan get away<br \/>\nyes \u00a0 ~ \u00a0 take a break<br \/>\nfind some relief<\/p>\n<p>~ ~<\/p>\n<p>from me<br \/>\nand my thoughts<\/p>\n<p>peace out<\/p>\n<p>Words by \u00a0 ~Keith Alan Hamilton~<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>composing something, putting it into words expressing my thoughts for others to read about my life as a mystic, is not always easy even though, I\u2019m a regular everyday kind of guy who functions well like everyone else while living along with 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