Futures unfolding

As observed before, the past has passed into history, her story and whatever story the writers of stories have decided, are deciding or will decide to create in the future. If this sounds farcical, don't worry, farce is a genre often employed to point out lessons from the past. The Whitehall Farces, for example, with Brian Rix plus a contemporary version, Yes Minister. As we laugh at the stories, the Mind relaxes, and obvious truths sneak under the wire, to remind us how power is shared as Governments so often become corrupt, through ambition.

On another level, it seems past and future are illusory, as is Time itself, expressed linearly only to stretch it out, whilst in a different reality, everything happens Now, as told in the story of Eckhart Tolle's The Power of Now. If it appears that we've seen the past before, or deja vu, that may just be a crack in the space-time continuum, a reminder to focus on which world we wish to create in the future, already waiting for our attention. Awareness, therefore, is all around us, so we can see everything, but attention is energy and energy becomes material when the vibrational frequency slows down, and our consciousness creates our dream. Or nightmare, you choose!

Exploring this theme, which sounds like science fiction, if we insist on a continuum to explain time or space-time, rather than circular, try spiralling, since as we see things re-occurring through history which is not real, the new versions seem subtly different, even though we've already seen them, deja vu. Spirals are sacred symbols, of course.

If it's true that the Worlds we live in are in fact not fictional, but a deeper Truth, words are the way the Worlds are created, through the stories we tell, be it heaven or hell,  why on Earth would we choose hell , when we've been there before? It makes no sense, does it?

Anyway, the Worlds keep turning and in Weardale kind people are found everywhere, as many visitors and locals agree. If any are found to be unkind, there's always a reason, though not excuses for bad behaviour. Summer helps bring people outdoors to mingle, which reminds us why we're humans being kind, not afraid of strangers or friends infecting us, or neighbours informing the police we went outside when we should have been in. The police by the way, say such bad behaviour is considered wasting police time, because any complaint has to be written up, before being dropped in the bin.

That's all for now, supper's calling, then bed, with a good book. The second Book of Dust in a trilogy by Philip Pullman, which is very entertaining and mystical in a Blakean Way. He is the President of the Blake Society, after all!