“At birth we are red-faced, round, intense, pure. The crimson fire of universal consciousness burns in us. Gradually, however, we are devoured by our parents, gulped by schools, chewed up by peers, swallowed by social institutions, wolfed by bad habits, and gnawed by age; and by that time we have been digested, cow style, in those six stomachs, we emerge a single disgusting shade of brown. The lesson of the beet, then, is this: hold on to your divine blush, your innate rosy magic, or end up brown. Once you’re brown, you’ll find that you’re blue. As blue as indigo. And you know what that means, Indigo. Indigoing. Indigone.”
Sources: Image – 1000drawings via society6.com. Quote: gene-how
Well that’s just a downer….lol. Love the drawing and here’s to holding on to that divine blush!
Apparently beauty (and inspiration) is in the eye of the beholder!
Beautifully written.
I love the digestion cow style part. Haha.
This is noted!
It was (beautifully written)!
I was looking around for ways to be more positive. I thought this was a pretty good description of how we become pessimistic in the first place!
It was. Although that wasn’t my angle for posting. I can see how you and others landed there. I saw and focused on the flash of sunlight in the cow’s digestion. 🙂
I think I like this – not entirely sure! There’s been too much chewing, swallowing, wolfing and gnawing going on around me in the past couple of days and I’m not sure where my head is! Something is bound to show up in a post in the next couple of days. 🙂
Smiling (“I think I like this”). Funny how we are drawn to passages like this – parts of this repulsive and uncomfortable yet, at the same time beautiful. Art with words.
This one has been on my mind all evening and I think it is totally on track. We have to surround ourselves with positive people, have a positive mental attitude, develop good habits and believe in ourselves…or we will get eaten up. You pick a good one!! Thanks.
On point Lorne. You are right.
David: Another one of your great posts I sent to my young daughter in the hopes . . . . .
Thank you John. Appreciate the kind words and hope your daughter enjoys it.
This is really funny, but so very true. 🙂
🙂
Excellent sentiment, though I’m not altogether sure that the gustatory nature of the analogy is one that I’m crazy about… 😉
It grows on you. 🙂
‘Hold onto your divine blush, your innate rosy magic…” I love this..
Finally, a kindred spirit spots the light!
I was heading for brown until I started using a lightbox first thing every morning (all the year round–not just the winter). I think a large amount of the brown can be blamed on the shit that life throws at us, but it’s down to our genes and chemical make-up how we react to it.
That about nails it Sarah…
The beauty of the above lines is its “Poetic touch” and the message is an advice for a safe drive on the road of life…
I too, Sonia, found it beautiful
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