The Way of the World
Tom and I hit the trail. Down the ravines we went as the sun was also making a descent. That good hour permitted an immersion in conversation. We talked about the world.
Tom is a retired teacher and in the late ’80s taught students in Spence Bay or what is now known as Taloyoak in the northern Canadian territory of Nunavut.
“It was interesting up there. Lots of substance abuse up there. It’s definitely Kali Yuga (Age of Darkness). Things are also bad here—all around, everywhere. Maybe I’m getting old,” he said.
Tom is only sixty-two, but, like anyone at that ripeness of age, there’s a tendency to view the world negatively. I do the same. I tend to see flaws, but would subjectively say I also like to draw out what is not pejorative. Tom is lively, though, and chuckles enough at any discussion. For someone who has collected 5000 comics over the years, you’ve got to be an optimist. There’s always a happy ending.
To put in my two nickels worth (pennies make no sense [cents] these days), I must add that we cannot be naïve about the world’s current state of affairs. I reflect on the misdirection of today—the deception. The big lie. “I am this body,” is the huge fib. In truth, “I am spirit.”
In ’96, on my first marathon walk, many newspapers covered my story. It made the front page of Sudbury’s main paper. The article made reference to my statement about this “Big Lie.”
I came upon a statement by Mark Twain on the subject of lying. “A lie can travel halfway around the world while the truth is putting on its shoes.”
May the Source be with you!