How synchronous that 'Hacking up of the Earth', as giant earth hackers were tearing up the ground nearby at work yesterday. How their work shook even the walls of the building! Of course, their efforts were not for agricultural reasons, but to remake the asphalt in the parking lot. Still, a synchroncity is a synchronicity. Not only that, when I left for work this morning the ripe smell of non petrol based fertilizer greeted my nose. The apartment groundsmen are planting the seed of future grass!

Yes, everything comes together! Osiris dies that he might be reborn. It's a nice mythology for end-of-life hopes. But there are other applications. The Setian understands that it is the release of stasis in one's life. Old habits which do not serve us are 'buried' that we might be transformed as better, stronger people. Can it be the Christian concept of being 'born again' derives ultimately from the Osirian drama? Anything that comes to an end in our lives, especially if it was something that was enjoyed, there's a sense of mourning its loss.

If we do not deal well with change, it's hard to come to terms with it. Yet these are the necessary cycles of life. Neheh is an unending futurity of cyclical time. Those of us who seek Xeper, to spiral forwards into increasingly refined versions of ourselves know change is necessary. But change is not easy. Those that seek the path of forgetfulness, to numb themselves to their regrets do not understand the transformative capacities. But they are not the awakened. They do not understand that consciousness is all, or they would not be so apt to dull it.

The awakened, however, embrace loss and regret, knowing this embrace is the only way to overcome the difficulties. Those people who I have lost, who have died, I release them to Neheh, to the future. A part of them remains with me in my memories, and thus they still live that way. I release my regrets. I cannot change the past, and what I did then. However today is mine, I choose my actions today. I release those habits whose effects cause regret.

I will spiral forward, I am not a 'finished being', of "immutable permanence". Herein is every hope.

(Note from October 19, 2008)

Four days later, those planted seeds are sprouting!