Mwahahahaha! Just had to let the cosmic laughter resonate, no, reverberate in my body…
Everything is grace! Even when shit happens… Divine piss, holy shit!
I have always been wary of spirituality/religiosity that denied/denigrated the body. Non summus angeli! (We’re no angels!)
Saw Richard Attenborough’s “Grey Owl” on TV. (Saw “Gandhi” in my elementary school years.) It featured Pierce Brosnan as Archie Belaney, a.k.a. “Grey Owl.” Based on a true story.
Loved the movie. Like “The King of Masks,” it touched on the relationship between living an authentic, passion-filled life and merely “playing” a role/part. Or more derogatorily, merely “faking” it.
Can one live an authentic life when one is engaged in a deception? Can one have “authority” when “authenticity” is lacking? What does it mean to be “authentic”?