True Love Will Find You In The End ... Oh, and Take the BLUE Pill

My advice is "Take the Blue Pill !",
if you want the real truth.

I regularly read over at Mike Clellend's Hidden Experience blog and there is a guy who comments under the name of  
"Red Pill Junkie" quite often.

I've seen The Matrix movies and while I'm not a huge fan, I do like the basic truths interwoven into the plot. 
But one thing I could never remember was which colour pill you were supposed to take to start your trip down the rabbit hole. 
It always surprises me when it turns out to be the RED pill, 
because to me it would be the BLUE pill.
"Red Pill Junkie" has always struck me 
(just my impression) 
as someone who would like to believe in the so called  
"Red Pill Ride", but can't, because he lives life predominately on the left side of his brain.
I on the other hand (pun intended;-) live it more from the right side of the brain.
Gut feelings are more important to me than some egg-head rationalization from a left-brain perspective.
I see "Red Pill Junkie" and myself coming from two different directions and trying to find common ground in the middle ... which is probably the best place to operate from anyway.

The more I thought about the pill colours the more I was convinced that the BLUE pill is the truth pill, not the RED pill. 
I was determined to write a post to prove my augment right about the BLUE pill. 
So, I thought I would start my post with a shot of the famous RED pill/BLUE pill scene from The Matrix.
Which is the picture I settled on right at the top of this post. 
It was from a website called  
The Cards Speak - Beyond Poker
It wasn't a bad post either. 
I had to smile at the "Poker" analogy considering my own tagged on saying to the famous Einstein quote about dice.  

But things started getting weird when the words "Bee's Knees" caught my eye.
Because ...

I was drinking a bottle of Beez Neez Beer while I was surfing the web.

This beer is not a common beer either.
It is more of a boutique beer that I picked up for Christmas at the local bottle-shop and had only purchased it for something to drink over Xmas.
So, I had to read -
The Bee's Knees: The Internet and Daniel Johnston

I had never heard of Daniel Johnston before reading this post, where it was written -
"... sat spellbound watching this film about this beautiful, confused, tortured artist, and I was totally blown away."

Surely this guy is exaggerating, I thought.
So, I played the You Tube clip of 

True Love Will Find You In The End.

And I was blown away also.
I don't know how many times I've played it since.

Below is an animation by Daniel, about losing his mind.

And some of these cover versions of this beautiful song.

After finding these clips I didn't care about the RED pill/BLUE pill post, because now I had something better to share with my readers.
A creative artist who was forced to swallow the psychiatrist's  
RED and BLUE pills to find "Reality". 

No matter what colour pill you take ... 
True Love Will Find You In The End;-)

Painted Posts

Owl

These are the painted telephone posts that I promised I would show you from this post,

Animal Dreaming at 40  
The owl post is the next one down from my house after my kangaroo post, and as you go down this post you would be walking away from my house.

Bandicoot? Possum?

Turtle

Budgerigar

Green Tree Frog

There are painted poles on the other side of the road, too ... but, I think you get the picture;-)

Number 23...???

Twenty-Three by Marina Petro

Who said Google search wasn't a real source of synchronicity?

When I was looking for crow images for my post on The Crow;

The Crow: Examining the Dark Side of Life

I stumbled across a painting by Marina Petro titled Twenty-Three.

(UPDATE: 25/7/14. Twenty-Three seems to have been given the title   
The Bluebird Of Happiness since I wrote this post)

I was almost struck dumb when I saw it.
Apart from being named Twenty-Three (my birth-date), it had so many figures, colours and themes running through my life, that I wouldn't know where to start.
It was like she had painted memories onto the canvas from inside my head.

My Mexican owl and my Portuguese rooster

For instance, here are two of my favourite art pieces that I love dearly.
A green owl I bought from a Mexican art-ware shop in Brisbane 
(no longer open) and a Portuguese rooster I bought online from a shop in Sydney.
These stand on a bench in my dining room.
Notice the rooster has a heart on it's chest, but in the painting, the green owl has a heart on it's chest.
The owl in the painting also incorporates a heart in the face which to me is also like an arrow pointing to the heart in the chest of the owl.
Which I take as meaning that while it is important to use the mind to unlock the intuition of the heart, the heart is the more important metaphorical organ 
(or rather intuition is more important than logic ... but you still need logic) of the two.

The rooster also has a Yellow flower with a red center and a

red flower with a yellow center, plus a few spirals painted on it's side also.
Which reminds me of the Hopi Sun Kichina's brain - red within yellow on the left side of the brain and yellow within red on the  right side of the brain.
To me the message I get is that both sides of the brain need to be integrated equally. 

The rooster also reminds me of Abraxas,

 My morning coffee cup

Which is also the name of my favourite bookshop.
Which I have only just found out is closing it's doors after 
17 years :- ( 

The flower on the back of
 the green Mexican owl

And the flower on the owl's back looks a bit like a hibiscus flower to me.
Hibiscus Sync

My Mexican "Tree of Life"

There are so many other things about this painting that speaks to me personally, like the rainbow serpent of Aboriginal Dreamtime, goldfish, dragonflies, space, turtles, sun imagery and on and on.

I love this painting on so many levels that words couldn't do it justice.

Out of all the paintings in Marina Petro's number series, 23 is the only one that really speaks to me. 

What a coincidence?