The collective mind, especially here in the south, seems to run on the two rails (R&R) of race and religion. A friend was here today who works in the wider world, and whenever he comes home to Blackstone, this birth place of his first knowledge of the world, he gets irritated with the same old tracks of R&R he finds here. Each year when he comes home he encounters the old prejudices and judgments that travel through time like a toy train on a circular track—lots of smoke and whistles, but going nowhere. He lives in a world where the track is straight, always going over the horizon to discover the unknowns in life; but here thought runs in circles, and nothing ever changes. But this experience is circular and never changing.
I tried to help my friend expand his vision a little. I live here and I don’t see Blackstone or the south with irritation because it doesn’t match my expectations of what it should be. In fact, not accepting the world as it is runs the R&R tracks right through your own mind. Race and Religion are the twin rails that people use to build their little self-identity. But with any conceptual identity, no matter if its built in Blackstone or New York, it is limited the same way a train set is limited. Some train sets are just a little circle of tracks with a choo choo, while others are maize of trains with all kinds of environments for the trains to pass through. But in the end, all toy trains go in circles, and life eventually becomes conditioned, stale, and quite dull. We know it is circular and we get irritated.
So to be irritated with R&R is a great way to straighten out your tracks because that irritation is but a mirror of one’s own hidden self-image. When you are irritated with someone for not being what we think they should be, then that very irritation is the edge of your self-concept of who you are and what the world should be—they are the same. It is there in that burning edge that you draw the line and say I am right, they are wrong. I am better, more enlightened, more spiritual or whatever.
Irritation and anger with existence is the fuel that runs the toy trains of thought in our concept of our world. Think about it. The world goes on not caring one whit that we are burning. The world is what it is; the tracks of conditioned thinking are always in the eyes of the perceiver. The goal is to be free of thought that runs on a track. See that and you are free.
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This post was written by ed on December 31, 2007