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You Are Now Free To Roam About the Universe, Robin!

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*** Today, August 11th, 2019, as we commemorate the 5th anniversary of Robin’s passing, allow me to dip into the Airlift Blog archives with sentiments penned while the loss was fresh. Because through five years time… my thoughts remain unchanged. ***

As the planet wrestles with the untimely demise of comedian/actor Robin Williams – together with the weighty issues of depression & suicide that his death has raised – I came here today to unpack a few of my many thoughts & emotions on the subject.

As a comedian and comic, his gifts were no doubt unique and unparalleled.  But it was his strides as an actor, along with the roles he chose, that were so endearing … searing and slow-cooking his memory indelibly into the hearts & minds of countless millions planet wide.

Sure, we first met him as ‘Mork from Ork’ along with his Johnny Carson stand-up/fall-down performances … but it will be his turns as anarchist DJ Adrian Cronauer in ‘Good Morning Vietnam’ and metaphysical teacher John Keating in ‘Dead Poets Society’ that will ring forever, echoing in eternity.

Gee, and I haven’t even mentioned ‘Good Will Hunting’, or perhaps one of your favorites.

Rare indeed is the actor who can make us laugh uproariously … and then cry uncontrollably.  Paroxysms of laughter … followed by oceans of tears.  And thought.

It has been said that there is no genius without a touch of madness. Seneca, who tutored emperor Nero, once opined that, ‘Whom the gods would destroy – they first make crazy’.  There is little doubt that sweet soul Robin lived his very life dancing on the edge … and this past Monday morning … went over it. 

Depression.  Suicide.  Some say his problems were financial – divorces, bad business decisions, putting too much faith in the wrong people.  Some say he was frustrated – accepting acting jobs just to ‘pay the bills’, didn’t care to revive and resuscitate that ole’ Mrs. Doubtfire … the explanations and excuses will persist ad infinitum and ad nauseum.

But the simple fact is this….

Suicide is a very permanent solution to what is in most cases  a temporary problem.  Things change.  They always will.  It defines a life.   But not a death.

Robin, oh Robin.  ‘Oh Captain, My Captain’, but why did you have to seize the day … that way?

Let’s face it, The Great Spirit/ the Father/Creator of All that is Seen and Unseen –  is not too jiggy with suicide.  The idea of throwing away His great gift of a Life is abhorrent in His Eyes.

Perhaps there are exceptions.  Who knows?  It defines the word ‘hubris’ to think that you and I could actually think like God.  You know, put ourselves in His shoes … or sandals, if you will.

After all, His eye is on the sparrow.  Perhaps it’s on the Robin too.

Mr. Williams, since you’ve dropped your body … you are now free to roam about the universe.

But don’t blame us if we say that we’ll miss you.  🙁

Robin Williams with daughter Zelda ~ his final Instagram post
Robin Williams with daughter Zelda ~ his final Instagram post

SuperMoon 2014 Musings On “The HereAfter”

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So, get caught up in the game all you want, but when you get right down to it … all Life –  as we know it here on the 3rd rock from the sun – is nothing more than an elaborate sexually transmitted disease!

And, this just in, the Leading cause of Death … is Birth.  Just ask Tommy Ramone, Casey Kasem, or Phillip Seymour Hoffman.  Or, for that matter, the dozens of SIDS victims this week alone who never even got their chance.

As you meditate upon the SuperMoon hanging low in the summer sky this weekend, pause to consider … not a one of us is sure exactly how we got here, why we are here, or when we go home.  But of one thing we are all certain.

You and I both have – like the milk jugs on the refrigerator door – an expiration date stamped on our forehead that we just can’t quite read.  And we all hang by a slim thread from the tree of this life … never knowing the day or the hour.

OK, so do we meditate on this eternally universal truth to depress us … or to liberate and motivate us?  The answer is quite obvious.

We cannot change the cards we’ve been dealt.  Our only choice in the matter is how we play the hand!  Life is not – as the saying goes – ‘a bitch, and then you die’, it’s more like – Life is this grand and glorious, bodacious Amusement Park that mom & dad bought and paid our ticket for when they did the horizontal hokey pokey.

(To continue the metaphor) We only get so many rides around that sun.  And, just like the merry-go-round ride, Life goes Up & Down, and round ‘n round … and eventually comes to an end.  Oh, and you must be this spiritually tall to continue riding the ride. 🙂

So as you meditate on that big, fat SuperMoon this weekend,  just a couple thoughts to ponder ….

‘That which was never born … can never die’.  

The biggest part of ANY of us – isn’t reflected in a mirror, doesn’t show up on a scale, and will never be found in an autopsy.

And my favorite zen koan (riddle),  ‘Who were you … before your mother & father met?’

~ Respectfully, Micheal Z @ Airlift, NOLA

p.s. And should you get a chance, increasethepeace ….mgz

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SuperMoon hanging low over Broadway, New York City