Riffin' On Psalm 111 10 Lameness

“The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom; all who follow his precepts have good understanding. To him belongs eternal praise.” Psalm 111:10

How enigmatic of a phrase… “the fear of the Lord”…from certain passes it seems absurd at the surface level…who could fear an all-loving creature…but then simultaneously from other vantage points…is there not suffering/danger in the world?! Truly, to be blunt, we practice to transform our lives across time in such a fashion that “fear” in general falls out of the frame. Nonetheless, every life lived somehow knows that tender and beautiful path…out of exile…out of ignorance…some social hangup they found themselves in…some projection of an internal lack…and into lucidity. It wins the hearts of good men and keeps us unto our own.

         The path into truth is one directly into the territory of jovial, spontaneous “praise”. The precepts encapsulate the heart of life well, and are generally to be followed, always in deference to God’s will in the moment, barring you seek it (you should). Miraculously, the path into truth is a path of out “fear”…and even out of commandments…there is no you and I which to dictate from one to the other…you flow in oneness, at times asserting will and at others entirely deferring. This is why we practice…it’s boss mode, and its hard earned. It brings out the best in us.

                But what fascinates me is that we always must make a personal journey, as conscious agents, in our adult lives…into truth. Arguably, while we were endowed with grace as children, it’s the first time we see ourselves there by merit, once we achieve it in a meaningful sense through some sort of cultural lens… and there’s a sense that in doing so we earn or awaken to an eternal aspect of self. Is the darkness that grows irrelevant as we spiritually actualize…an echo of our once non-existence? What is that stuff?! Where does it come from and why must it be regarded as such? Why is it around?

‘The beginning of wisdom is the lack of it’…seems to be a mechanism by which life is expected to spontaneously emerge out of non-existence in the cosmic scheme any time we think we are looking at non-existence…perhaps because there is no such thing as  non-existence, actually? Life dominates…suffering and oblivion… and Life is synonymous with God...but culture, too, is in that image and follows such a trajectory. We've reached 2024, and things are particularly aligned...

I believe in monoliths. I believe in confusion and mystery. I believe in the Vatican's anime mascot for the holy year of 2025...Lucy...I believe there's something weird happening there...let's hope we hit some sort of jackpot...

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