An urge of bullets

What is the urge? Is there an urge? There is something of a 'should' about producing a story before the end of the year.

There could be comment on recent socialisation and on how it altered the construals in my mindbrain. But that might lead to gossip about particular people.

The tablet is in the sunroom and it is feeding the speaker in the office by bluetooth. No wires. Magic?

The atmosphere is dribbling with electromagnetic signals most of which cannot be captured by our sense organs. For example we can 'see' visible light but not ultraviolet or infra-red.

For example Radio 4 signals swamp Portsoy but they have to be decoded by a radio before I can hear them.

These days in the mornings I watch BBC News and in the afternoon listen to PM on BBC4. This is excessive. I pay heed to the stories as they are told but forget them almost immediately. But presumably they have some influence on the TFMs that are generated in the unconscious. The politics of what is regarded as news is a minefield. If I was to be on an official retreat the media would be outlawed. It is a 'bad' habit. There are 'better' things that could be given attention.

The recent socialisation included people who led lives considerably different from mine. Being a submissive introvert I tended to reckon that they were right and I was wrong. 'Happiness is being normal'. But for many people being 'normal' is uncomfortable.

In life there is suffering. And the cause of suffering is craving. And there is a path of thoughts and behaviours that can put an end to craving and thus suffering. It is the noble eight fold path that can be listed in a group of three:

wisdom

1. right view
2. right intention

moral discipline

3. right speech
4. right action
5. right livelihood

concentration

6. right effort
7. right mindfulness
8. right concentration

The three groups can be thought of as intellect, morality and mind control although not of necessity in that order. And the greatest of these are mind control, and mindfulness in particular.

SO it would seem that there was an urge to re-mind my-self of the catechism that is the dharma.

One urge and eight bullets.