What if ... Komatha?

A Merlion

The way I heard it … the lady was with God … when she inquired about life's continuity … beyond the progeny of the early creation experience. To that … the great man … in a notion of conjecture spoke … to reply to his lady. ' Then we will create new things.' The man they came to call … The Lord of the Universe … held a countenance of sadness … and she asked about that. To that he replied … ' knowledge is only possible   … with reflection … on direct individual experience.'

 

I met the great lady yesterday … the one that every young man is in love with … before he falls in love with a girl. She had come home to father … which is not too difficult when you are a little older … and not given to wandering after girls … you meet in life. She healed him of his malady … of not feeling. He hasn't been able to feel a thing since he discovered a new specie of orchid … that wasn't a part of the lady's progenic creation.

 

I don't suppose it ought to matter … but the poor bloke had grown up with eyes that saw all creation emanating from his lady friend. And then when he discovered that new specie of orchid … he marveled at his find … and couldn't sleep for days … thinking about how something … entirely new in creation … had emerged … and it wasn't in his repertoire of understanding … about his sweet affable lady friend. It agonized him. It felt like the time he left the basket of peaches … outside the fridge … before he went on vacation.

 

Come to think of it … I suppose it is a question that affects us all … in the human experience … in relation to our experience of our personal self. Where we have not dismissed it as … ' umbilical lint ' it occurs in the half civilized mind of the urban ape in our experience … that creation continues … everyday … and there will be new fishes … birds … reptiles … anima … emerging in the life of the world … that wasn't there before.

 

I had the opportunity to sit next to Andrew Grove … the former CEO of Intel … one time in San Francisco. We had chatted about this and that … and in all that time … a light passed from him to me … that simply took away the flavor of the food … the wine … and the company of the twelve CEOs … around the table. My mind was in an intense state of conjuring … the wonder of life … inventions … semiconductors … computers … satellites … and space vehicles.

 

What do I feel about that? Well … its just this … as a man with some degree of knowledge drawn from the Indic creation traditions … I am simply overwhelmed. And in that experience … the lady friend of mine … laughs softly … with the full confidence that I share with her. ' I always thought it was all you darling … I seem to say.' To that … she laughs some more … turns her face away … from this kid … she has always known … as if my puny romantic appeals … are simply fallen flowers from trees … that she tires off easily.

 

The Indics called her ... KomathaK… where ' ko ' is the eros energies … and ' matha ' is mother. They say of her … that she made possible the vast creation of the universe … and then came to reside in man as his companion. But when a kid first encounters her … her incredibly profound nature of being … seeps into every pore of his being … and he sees the world in her … in the embrace of his heart … and the mind of love.

 

Getting old sometimes means … thinking back on regrets … at girls we loved before … and thinking again of her. And then the man wonders if she still feels the same way about him. And then the man … engages in the most pedantic habit … God ever invented. He figures she relied on him … that he made possible … her accomplishments. He … who loves her so.

 

Its nice to get into these moods sometimes … and view in it … the way the creative energies show themselves … as man and woman … and to view the entire universe in one swoop of love  … that includes all that ever moved or lived in God's wondrous creation. You won't find writing like this in … Grey's Anatomy … and I think it says … we need to minimise a little … the gap between the two … without getting in over our heads.

 

There continues to be many young men and women … on this site … who come and go … and leave an expression of their encounters with her … expressed with hesitancy … anxiety … and not without a lot of love and hope. I smile at their words … and the way it touches her … and she always makes me feel … that I'm this grinch who can do more for people … but I'm simply content to bask on the labors of my volition … at finding the self.

 

I'm telling her … its happening all over the world. Everywhere … people are coming to see her … and what used to be viewed as imagination … and childish pranks … is opening up in people's minds … to reveal itself … for the tremendous creativeness … and quality of thought … that it is. It's going to take a while is all. The Lord of the Universe … accompanies our visions … and hints at the possibility of a one world myth … a story that puts everything in perspective … and helps man … to see himself … as a part of it all.

 

Something crashed yesterday … and it had me and the lady somewhat distressed. A way of life has passed. Someone at the back of our minds who has always ushered us on … with motivation … the pleasure principle … and the promise of discovering who we are … crashed unceremoniously. The days of the lone adventurer are over. In its place … is a carefully thought out program … for man's continued development … but without the heroics that always accompanies the event. Its a new specie of orchid.

 

How? ' What did you do with my socks? ' asks father … in that tired tone of a man tested beyond endurance. ' Its right there! … ' comes the reply ...  and she mutters something about blindness. Father turns to look at the drawer again … and sure enough its right there. Magic? I suppose it might be a little of that … and some creative ' ko. ' Are we aware that our lives have always been filled with a little magic?

 

Entering  the Port of Singapore … there's a statue of a fish with the head of a lion … resting on its tail. Anybody know what that is? I'll say that's a symbol of the creative energy … brought into a courage of its application in life … to be a part of our hopes and expectations … and for us to create a side reliance on it. Its a beautiful harbor … isn't it? I've heard it say … that the entire Peninsular Malaysia … and Singapore … was not a part of the Pangea experience of the world's creation. Its a huge sandbar … formed by wave energies ... over eons. I suppose … its like Florida.

 

What if any … would that say to my ancient fathers … about the creation of the world I wonder? That it added on … by its own continuing activity of creation? Its not just the original dreams … is it? There's something out there … and its continuing to build … and to birth new life. And we … in this century … are coming to meet it. But we have always known that … haven't we? I mean … stuff that's not based on reality. But did we rely on that a little too much?