Sailing

On the sparkling waters of the Hauraki Gulf.

Peace Harmony and no religion too:-

Wind rising, waves forming, crashing, rocking.

Will there be no end. In minutes everything changes.

From peace and harmony to chaos and back again.

One day at a time.

Such is life as we know it. What about life as we don’t know it, as we never could, ever since that time beyond living memory, when a couple lived in a small valley, in what legend says was the garden of eden. Till we were cast out, for seeking the fruit of knowledge and all that goes with it. No records exist, except stories handed then written down a long time later. By unknown authors .

Lets dwell on that time beyond time, that other place between worlds, The world of now and the world then. Let us dream of a time when no evil existed, a time when there was no time, at least as we know it. No clocks, no watches, no need to guage time, as it had no meaning, that day or any day, or any year, because none of those notions existed..

Paradise Lost

There was a tree. An apple tree laden with fruit, a tree forbidden to be harvested. We all know the story. Eve spoke to a snake, encouraged by said snake, picked the fruit, took a bite and offered it to Adam.

The rest is history, legend, or myth.

So why do humans pick the fruit every day and offer it to others. the same fruit, the same temptation.

Because we are human and are blessed or cursed with free will.

What happens if a human offers the fruit unknowingly to an Alien, or other, there are no precedents for that. Basically the human has little or no knowledge the person next to them is not the same.

Therefore do the same rules apply. Will that sentient being pick and eat the fruit, if so there may be a different outcome.

The point is there is no point, what will be will be. We live in the moment. The tree of knowledge is there, always and ready to have its fruit left or picked.

The person who picks and eats of that fruit, May keep it till it decays, drop it hoping the seeds will germinate. Throw it away or eat it. What they do with any knowledge or enlightenment, who knows.

Eating the fruit, gaining knowledge may change everything for everyone. We still live in this world. We still live the moment right now.

Sailing

We all sail through the journey of life and make of it what we will. I am waiting for a window in the weather, to up anchor from a relatively exposed bay. Safer to stay put than move. The winds will eventually drop and i will sail home, probably at some ungodly hour of the morning. No worse for wear, a dimming knowledge of the previous angst and trepidation. As the winds rose to the point where the yacht shudders through each gust though safe at anchor. Were i to move now i would suffer the buffeting and crashing, as we power through the waves. I’ve done it before, always the decision. Should i stay or should i go, weighing heavily. Never knowing or realising the full consequences of my actions till i am committed, with little to no way out. Things change, conditions change, but we never know for sure, till we are out there and experience it. Today i stayed.

She is a relatively large well equipped yacht, safe if respected. A demon if not. I put safety ahead of need to move, to meet time requirements this voyage. Out here everything takes on a different perspective. There will be other times i will make the move and ride the demon home.

There were no ancient people, aliens, sentient beings or apples harmed in the writing of this article. No yachts went missing, foundered sunk or caused loss of life, in this story.

Have a good day