Hey Alfie

May 25, 2018

What’s it all about, ha? Aren’t you the one who knows? I just gotta ask, it’s a puzzle to me.   Keeps me up at night, to get this close to the end with no clue how it comes out. Is it about getting right with Jesus? About praying to Mecca five times a day? Hare Krishna, Hare Rama? Is it one hand clapping? About form and nothingness? The river flowing? Here and then gone? The lights going out out out in the void? Computer shutdown?

Well, old friend, there’s a remote possibility that it might be about one or some or all of those,  and it is surely about absolutely none of those. It all depends. Don’t you love that kind of answer? And as an aside, why do you need to know?

It depends? Start at the beginning. What is the thing called “you”, or “me” for that matter? There’s a roughly spherical cave of bone, within which there is a roughly three pound jelly-like extraordinarily complex mass of cellular matter laced with an extraordinarily complex network of interconnections. Completely and totally enclosed by bone, it (the brain of course is what I’m talking about) is activated by nerve impulses originating from sense organs that collect vibrations from “out there”, beyond the boundaries of the bone cave. From these impulses the thing called you has been created. Neither you nor I can truly imagine the miracle of this structure and its creation. The brain takes vibrations and constructs an image that we call reality. Part of that reality is the “in-here” thing I call Me, and part of that reality is the “out-there” thing I call the universe. These are in fact one and the same. The reality exists nowhere except inside the sphere of bone that is our skull.

The  hows and wheres of the whole vibrations thing I’m gonna leave for now, else this post turns into a chapter. But if you  spend a lot of time (another thing to leave for now) getting vibrations in the Jesus realm, or the Krishna realm, its likely that you will construct a reality that looks like some version of Christianity or Hinduism. But its not about either, or any other, all of that is your own invention. Maybe you create a reality that is your Mother, or the USofA, or the Detroit Tigers, or fantasy involving the Deep State and the Illuminati. Maybe you construct a reality in which a screaming shock jock is a stand-in for god, with a small g.

This is what Alfie has to say about your and my reality.  It’s not about anything, it is. It’s a creative process constantly taking place in the mind, and you and I are doing it. You may like it, or not, but it’s all yours. So what’s the  problem? Can you choose to create another reality? Do you want to?

Yes, in the reality that Burt Bacharach creates, he tells Alfie that he believes in love.