Thursday, April 8, 2010

Room Full of Mirrors

My mood is as changeable as the intermittent, yet unceasing winds that blow today.
I have to file my taxes. 
This is an annual event that I manage to put off until the last minute. Oh, wait - I am early this year.
I cannot help but think about my parents on this day. It strikes me as so completely wrong that they had to file taxes up to, and even after their deaths. 
Like many people, my parents worked hard all of their lives - yet - even without "earned income" in the declining years - they had to file tax returns.
I think that if a person lives long enough, they should be able to live and not file a single tax return.
Is death truly the only way out of some of these annoying obligations?
On a completely different topic (or is it?), the pollen that accompanies the unrelenting wind is making me so irritable
Some people believe that allergies are the byproduct of stress or toxins.
Hmmm - let's see - taxes (stress), time change (stress), social unrest (stress), wars (stress), economy (stress), health care ... I will stop now....the list seems to wind on into endless and utter infinity. 
Is it hay fever or is it stress?
Renowned Surrealist, Andre Breton, wrote that 'the only place where man is free is in his mind'.  Yes, yes, I did notice that Breton did not write "woman".... see how irritable I am?
Most days, I see the utter, profound truth in this statement.  Today - it is just a tad out of focus....and, all at once, it is crystal clear.
The title of that Jimi Hendrix song, "Room Full of Mirrors" keeps repeating itself over and over like a mantra in my own mind.

I used to live in a room full of mirrors
All I could see was me
Then I take my spirit and I smash my mirrors
And now the whole world is here for me to see

These days, it seems that far too many people live in a "room full of mirrors".
I live there.
I move out of that room many times, only to take up residence again.
During the all-too-brief reign of Hendrix, people enjoyed recreational drug use and "tune in, turn on, drop out" lifestyles for freedom.
Wars are waged (as I write this) in the name of freedom.
And here - all along - the ability to be free is in my own mind.
So - I am sitting here - thinking about movement, change, life, death, taxes, freedom and the mind.
Once again, I will move out into the world.
Once again, I will attempt to clear my mind of wrong attitudes and judgments.
Once again, I will push the restart button.....and be grateful....
In Love, Truth and Beauty...

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