All of my life I’ve said, when people proposed
that I do something I didn’t want to do,
‘Next life!’
Stone, why not learn Latin?
Next life!
How about taking up sky diving?
Next life!
Have you considered becoming
a Chasidic Jew?
Next life!
Well you know how karma works, yes?
I will, after my demise as Jungle Jimmy,
find myself in a black gabardine coat
that fits too snugly beneath the parachute
harness, studying a Latin grammar
as the plane taxis down the runway for
take off. I’d prefer to be a frog.
Happily nobody
ever suggested I take up the fiddle.
Re-incarnation? why not. When I was a kid I used to always tell my mom I was from England. have you ever felt like you had something like memory fragments that are fleeting and elusive? Maybe they are past-life memories that are hard to fully comprehend because we don’t have reference points in this life.
Me too- but then I realize that the “memory fragments” are things like, “where did I leave my keys” & “what did I have for breakfast this morning” and things like that.
Karma is illusory. It has a relative reality in as much as it exists but ultimately it is illusory. In the Divine embrace there is no karma.
If you whistle with love you partake of the Divine calling the stray souls home. Heartfelt, soulful music is our momentary lapse into our image in the likeness of God. In that moment we are reborn as an instrument of the Divine Musician. This is the highest reincarnation.
From our mundane perspective it is fleeting and yet, from another perspective, it is a perennial fountain awaiting our thirst.
Karma is freely available, and is distributed under the GNU GPL and LGPL (applications and libraries, respectively). It’s available from the Karma homepage, http://www.atnf.csiro.au/computing/software/karma/
And there I was thinking it was the title of a racey book.
Karma, as we know, including good karma, is the force
that drives us into a new round of birth, sickness, old age and
death. We create karma when we act thinking it is we,
not nature, acting. The trick is to learn to act without creating
karma. Music is definitely a path to that.
And have you noticed how, right, that although the human population as a whole keeps increasing, the overall animal population keeps decreasing? Which might explain why you don’t need a big pool of ‘extra souls’ loafing around for all the new people that are born.
But what I really want to know is why all those actresses will insist they were Cleopatra in a previous life, and why none of them ever seem to believe they were Mrs Gladys Throgbottler from Grimsby.
I’m fairly certain that Mrs. Throgbottler was Cleopatra, whereas the actresses in question were all Mrs. T’s cats. Every time one died, she got another and named it Cleopatra. That’s where the confusion comes from.