Toronto, Ontario
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!
5 km
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