On Keeping the Faith

Uncut footage. News before you see it. Dramas, catastrophes, disasters. Figures milling around, strolling through, passing in and out, stretching the time. Flowing through the narrative. Compression, containment, closure will meet the case. When asked “what have you done?” you think back point to point, bridging spaces. Asked what you’re doing, you come up with a story, with conditions (past), expectations (future), judgements (now). Are we among the extras, simply keeping the faith?

Maybe we’re not the hero here. Maybe not the victim, villain or victor. We might be the swing, moving from role to role. We could be one of the crew, setting up causes and contexts for things to come to pass. In fantasy, we’d see how we contribute to the scene. Are we being the best drug addict we can possibly be? Does our embarrassing child occupy our wholehearted attention? Have we successfully lost our latest job? Are we pursuing arts, sports, or meditation, somewhere in the midst of 10,000 hours of practice?

We are the matter, not the masters, of the scene. Every step has purpose, whether or not we change direction. We’re keeping the faith. Present among the presences. Following the Way.