December 10, 2004


  • Existential Guru


    I sat my existential guru on the train yesterday.  He hailed me as I walked down the platform.  His voice was small and insistent "Rick!", "Rick!"  I sat with my existential guru on the train home.  He sported a book written by an author who claimed to be contacted by 'others' from another world who is beyond (dead?) us.  They communicate to the author via his PC.  The book was written in '94 when the home microcomputer was rather new; maybe it even seemed alien back then. 



    I miss talking to my guru.  It's not what he says or what he reads; it is the devotion and soul inside him that attracts me to listen to him.  He is always thinking on being, always examining the spiritual.  He goes about this not in a cold analytical way or with the blank stare and mindless devotion of the Holy obsessed.  No, he possesses calm, and I'm sure he would way we all have this blessing, God given confidence that he walks with the maker and can decipher the ethereal and sublime.  His reasoning allows all of humanity to question God, for that is what we are here for, and he fully believes we can find and understand the answer to why?  The question is of course the answer itself; to question, to have a Conversation with God.



    I miss talking to my existential guru but he is always with me, as we all are, as we all are ...

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