I am just being eccentric. I am not a threat to anybody. I'm just following the argument where it leads.
As I mentioned in Dreams of Mirrors, I am a loud thinker. I have to purge what is in my mind. If that is deemed as crazy then Mr KePala ButUH is even crazier. And yet people believe him. I can also say that people who believe in him are crazy too for believing in such nonsense especially that part where he traveled on the buraq. Read the the detail discussion here.
In my case, I am only acting as a servomechanism. I just do as I was told by my Big I. I had passed the pinhole of Mushin No Shin and those insights were what I gathered. Just like the artists, poets and saints before me, I projected what were bestowed upon me. If I am to judge based on output then I would say Dali and Dante were crazy too.
If I am doing all these for God and God only, I had done my part. The inspirations came to me from somewhere. What is wrong with expressing what I saw? My talent is writing. Hence I write what is in my mind. A crazy person cannot articulate as well as I do. It's not that I don't know the difference between sane and insane. I had been crazy before. Hence I know what it means to be crazy.
I know for sure right now that I am not crazy. Those messages that I wrote were my epiphanies. What can I say? They came as inspirations for me to write down. As far as I am concerned, they are meant for you. The rest of the readers are just incidentals. Just like Elif Shafak's attempt to portray the thoughts of Shams of Tabriz in her fiction, I am portraying my thoughts to you in this blog.
Those people mean nothing to me. My writing is my gift of love to you Sarah. So happens with the advancement of technology I can let others see what is in my mind as I converse with you. They are not my target audience. As far as I am concerned they are merely bystanders. So happens my conversation with you can be private or public as and when I choose to close or open them. That is the beauty of the blog.
Among those who read there are many who don't matter. However it is a number game. I need to go through them to reach to those who matter. Hopefully I can influence the thoughts of these people. Just like I can reach to you. The[re] (The) rest that mind are really clouds in the coffee. I need to go through man[e] (many) of those who don't matter in order to get to those who do.
As I mentioned to you before, my job is to write. That is my calling. If I don't write I am not fulfilled as a Man Fully Functioning. This was the duty assigned to me. Much like others are given the gift of the gab, I was given the gift of the scribe. I can orate but not as good as I scribe. Hence in my case, I am following my bliss.
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#traxxfm Morning Rex. This is my Friday insight 2020blogvol1.blogspot.com/2020/03/6320-s I had come to term with who I am.
Good morning sweetie, this is my Friday insight. I had come to term with who I am: 2020blogvol1.blogspot.com/2020/03/6320-s
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