What does meaning do for you? * 10/1/13

Yes, meaning. What does the experience

of meaning do for you?

Meaning is not ‘the all’ of experience.

There is a lot of vacancy, times when, 

meaning as commentary, 

is not so consuming or center stage.

Think of meaning as a perpetual bleacher seat 

of self-designation.

Yes, you go to it. We all do. And it’s not you.

I assume there is an audience environment 

where meaning is happening in you.

It seems like different versions of you

can take up the cause of meaning

and have an internal discussion

about the import of meaning.

Directives can be forthcoming.

Resolved can be an outcome.

You can take a stand dressed up in meaning. 

You are certainly free to posterize

your inner world with meaning.

You may even choose to spread the wealth

and share what is meaningful to you.

But then, besides all of that,

what does meaning really do for you?

The wardrobes of meaning,

the dressed up moments of meaning,

the timelines of meaning

across its metamorphosis in your awareness, 

have to give you clues.

Meaning, in some ways, is a lot like

the feeling of barometric pressure

in that it seems like a given,

sea level versus context. 

So, meaning, and where are we going to look 

once we have slyly turned to view it.

Isn’t there a kibitzer in you,

dressed up as an inner voice reframe,

trying to give you meaning about meaning? 

Yikes, what a slippery business!

So really, where is it in you where you can go 

or say, be, and turn and inquire about

what meaning does or is doing for you?

It’s not like skin but seems to be consciously

worn just that way.

It’s not like am radio, always on,

at 24/7 on your awakeness dial.

Meaning, or the presumptions there of?

How did that happen?

How did meaning become

the delusion of preference?

So where are we, beyond or behind meaning 

and the meaningful life?

And how can I get there, be there,

and not send meaningful postcards

back to the me so meaningfully bound?

Gravity itself is easier to comprehend directly! 

Every so often, little lighting like splinters

have meaningless from the deep, seep through.

Not that thought is prepared

for this as oncoming.

But once in a while,

meaningless presented gets to bloom into bliss.

This does not happen a lot

because self-consciousness

has to account for it and gosh,

what is there to say

that is not meaningful gibberish

proposing further denial?

So, meaning, with all of this said

as being a given,

what does, meaning really do for you?