9:24 am
Typin at a keyboard: cognazant of work: spelling is totally optional.
Screamin in MAH Mind!
The work day today consisting of mocha stimulation and chasing a few dollars.
9:26 amChillin to the song "Saturday Morning" by the Eels
Investigating the process of performing an XML transformation of a Excel Spreadsheet to store within a SQL 2005 Database server. It's a cash day, a day to be a consultant and ponder information storage schemes for a customer at this moment.
I work at so many different jobs: all based upon patterns and communication.
9:29 amCan't concentrate cleanly, So taking some time out to be a Taoist monk for the moment:
Writing a journal entry to still my mind, a literal process of awareness without attachment.
9:45 amOk so where am I going with all of this?
I could be plowing a field or turning over XML information. Work is a process of fitting into society. Defining self relative to cash flow. People rushing about to earn some cash to buy: some food, then some clothes, then some self image...
This brings up an interesting question:
How much of a job is used to be yourself, to survive as compared to buying and creating self image to fit in culture in order to earn more money?
My mind is not screaming really, it's pretty still inside my thoughts. The puzzle I am examining is the conflict of self image compared to the working image most people become in order to earn money.
I know someone who is jobless, homeless with thousands of dollars of fines. How can he ever get ahead? I know others with so much money, they are busy being everything but themselves in the rush to get more cash - which they always seem to
need more of. I myself work enough to cover my bills and then move not based on desire but upon whims of exploring the empty space around me, within me.
So in examining the questions:
of Survival vs. Comfort
of your nature vs. what you become in earning cash
of needs : your own needs vs. what others have.
I am not really handing out answers to others, Nor is this a sermon. As I said earlier I am just "literally meditating", one form of meditation I practice when writing. Reminding myself: to balance within self acceptance: a day at a time. Doing the best I can, while helping others smile. Just looking at the patterns we make as we rush about to live.
It's enough, to change the world by simply being myself. The trick being: to remember to be myself, even while running about and upon the cogs of society.
10:26 amNice! The song "Tarkus" by the ELP, just came up on my playlist.
Time again to rock and work seriously now. Tarkus is a solid working song for me.
Whims of time and moving to the beat of life.
Peace