Our luxury is not having to go to a 9 to 5 area to work. I guess to my point of view (perception, even up to peripheral vision). Luxury is sitting here in controlled or conditioned air writing text on a gray device that travels beyond the boundaries of my home; I use the normal telephone wire that was placed in our home in the 1970’s. A lot of you have telephone wires that were placed in your homes in the 1940’s.
I see outside this box of electrons. The Yin and Yang of being.
There!
It is one point of view.
A point of view:
Sometimes our thoughts are compiled into a point of view.
You know the thoughts about what we think of the world as it
stands today.
But there is another point of view.
A simple point of view, a view we sometimes forget about
because it is always there, always available.
It is the point of view that we see when we first wake up.
Or the point of view we see when we look out at the world to
see what is before us.
It may be a garden out back, a working crew viewed through
an open window,
A sandy beach with a red horizon, and a blacktop road at
fifty miles per hour.
It is a deliberate choice that we make to put us in our
proper perspective with our environment.
I can vision my body going out into a meadow and closing my
eyes.
Standing still and then opening my eyes for the first time.
Absorbing the texture and colors in my point of view.
The thoughts moving through my mind are the colors, textures
and smells of my surroundings.
A point of view.
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