A FAR AWAY HOPE OF REGENERATION
I saw a picturelike nothing that I have ever seen. Maybe I have not
had enough social skills to notice it but still this was just
something amazing. It was a picture of an indian god, Krishna if I
remember right, it was him in the shape of a herder boy/man. I took it
as a picture of a real person, not as a picture of a god who is by
one's nature different from the ordinary men and women. As such it was
a picture of a person with real insight into how the human nature
works, how the connection of the mind and body works. It reminded me
of only the atmosphere of nature spirits: so fractureless, natural,
atmospheric and instinctually energetic the appearance of the person
was. He could have been capable of much of yogi sorts of things: of
listening to one's own body and mind and to those of others. He could
even have regenerated bones. I gave the picture to an aquiantance who
lacks a hand. I wrote that maybe by enclosing that picture in one's
social environment one could learn from it like one learns from one's
friends, especially if one would go to sleep by being social with it
and so let one's more intelligent resting mind handle the task of
learning more about the human nature. This is all connected to one's
sense of health: to the health of one's own way of life, so it cannot
be harmful, it must be for good even if, like is very likely indeed,
one never learns the skill of regenerating bones.
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