To all merchants at the flea market, and all leaky boats at sea.

[Guest guest]

Wow! That's a long subject handle (sorry).

And thanks to Bill, and Gary for the inspiration

for this tremendous post!

 

Does Bill understand that trust, or the lack

of it is based only on opinions about the other,

and, of course, on oxytocin levels? Leaving

oxytocin aside, there can be no trust ( or lack

of) without opinions about the person trusted,

or mistrusted. Even when a stranger asks for

change to eat, we evaluate that request and

form an instant opinion regarding the person's

trustworthiness.

 

So, when Bill wants to feel trust, but thinks

opinions stink, he shows confusion about what

both words mean. Then, he asks, how he's doing

with his enlightenment work. Well, that's an

unknown, no one can tell. This is a flea market

only populated by blind merchants and shoplifters.

 

The shoplifters, of course, are the lurkers. We

don't know from whom they are shoplifting, nor

what items they are taking, if any. They never

tell. So, we, merchants, discuss, and fuzz over our

wares in vain. We have a grand time arguing over

the merits of one item, or another, but we seldom

buy from each other.

 

Yet, we rarely fail to show up at the fair, and

set up our stalls. We love to showcase our wares

and to haggle with each other over goods no one buys.

 

We all know what to do, but postpone doing it. We

are leaky boats that fight the inevitable. We know

the peace we seek awaits in the deep, but refuse

the gift of silent darkness. We love to fly our

flag a little longer in the glaring light, and

the stormy wind. We dread the immutable we seek,

we are leaky boats that refuse to sink.

 

Pete

 

 

 

http://cerosoul.wordpress.com

 

http://awakefiction.wordpress.com

 

 

Pete

[Guest guest]

Nisargadatta , " cerosoul " <pedsie6 wrote:

>

> Wow! That's a long subject handle (sorry).

> And thanks to Bill, and Gary for the inspiration

> for this tremendous post!

>

> Does Bill understand that trust, or the lack

> of it is based only on opinions about the other,

> and, of course, on oxytocin levels? Leaving

> oxytocin aside, there can be no trust ( or lack

> of) without opinions about the person trusted,

> or mistrusted. Even when a stranger asks for

> change to eat, we evaluate that request and

> form an instant opinion regarding the person's

> trustworthiness.

 

Speaking on behalf of Bill, I must say that I

don't think he understands much at all.

 

I say that because have been noticing the

constant drooling...

 

and a bother to clean up.

 

But thanks, I'll pass along your regards.

 

 

The-Other-Guy

 

 

 

 

>

> So, when Bill wants to feel trust, but thinks

> opinions stink, he shows confusion about what

> both words mean. Then, he asks, how he's doing

> with his enlightenment work. Well, that's an

> unknown, no one can tell. This is a flea market

> only populated by blind merchants and shoplifters.

>

> The shoplifters, of course, are the lurkers. We

> don't know from whom they are shoplifting, nor

> what items they are taking, if any. They never

> tell. So, we, merchants, discuss, and fuzz over our

> wares in vain. We have a grand time arguing over

> the merits of one item, or another, but we seldom

> buy from each other.

>

> Yet, we rarely fail to show up at the fair, and

> set up our stalls. We love to showcase our wares

> and to haggle with each other over goods no one buys.

>

> We all know what to do, but postpone doing it. We

> are leaky boats that fight the inevitable. We know

> the peace we seek awaits in the deep, but refuse

> the gift of silent darkness. We love to fly our

> flag a little longer in the glaring light, and

> the stormy wind. We dread the immutable we seek,

> we are leaky boats that refuse to sink.

>

> Pete

>

>

>

> http://cerosoul.wordpress.com

>

> http://awakefiction.wordpress.com

>

>

> Pete

>