Why has it been so long, you ask?
Well, i don't have the internet, which is partly to blame. I'm thinking about other things, which is fully to blame. I'm writing a lot on paper, which i am fully pleased with and will blame nothing on, except goodnesses. I've been thinking of a web output area which does not yet exist, a website which i want to own and be proud of, and work towards the betterment of, making this one, even though it is still the only one, personally mentally obsolete. Blame value: %40.
I've been doing a bunch of wondering about whether anything has value. I would tend to argue that since everything is temporary nothing has value. I would tend to argue that nothing invented makes the world easier or more pleasurable to live in. I would tend to argue that simplicity is best, that an empty mind is a calm mind, that thoughts of good or bad just create attachments, and that it's best to not hold onto anything.
But i honestly and truly cannot shake the idea that Beethoven's Ninth makes the world a better place to exist in. At least on a personal note. And if you say that your hair straightener makes your world a better place to live in, then who the hell am i to say you're wrong? If i accept one thing (my beethoven's 9th) then everything must be accepted.
Everything we see, hear, smell, taste and feel appears to be outside us. Quantum physics leans towards the idea that our experiences take place inside our heads. I'd like to propose that the world we appear to live in is an illusion created only for a better understanding of ourselves.
Why we seem to be sharing this world is a bit of a pickle. I'd like to think that we're all the same thing, separated only by point of view. In this respect, we, as one entity, can create a single world.
Kinda loosens the reigns of responsibility, which is nice. I'm a drop of water in the sea again. No longer the sole creater of my entire world. I am instead a drop of water in an ocean which gives rise to land. Washes sand ashore. Feeds the plants and animals.
Feel a little insignificant? Me too.
That's 80% lie. I feel significant. Just not mathematically so. I have full control over my point of view. Full control over the way i choose to see the world i live in.
Maybe those drops which see the world as a beautiful, freeing, loose, easy, airy adventure, can be evaporated up into the sky. Maybe those who feel sick and restless and upset with their belief that they're going nowhere find themselves stagnating in ugly swamps.
The faster water runs down a mountain, the cleaner it is to drink.
Water is not in a hurry. And it leaves nothing undone. Tao.
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I like that as an end, but i've gotta remind myself that i've got a corner to paint myself into.
I believe that i have control over what appears in my life. My water analogy says that i'm a drop of water in a sea which collectively has control over all of life. That doesn't add up.
So i'll say that i can change my perspective. If i change how i see my world, i'll change what it is that i see. I can change my world 100% without changing THE world. Nobody else sees through these eyes.
Where does that go in the physical realm? Let's say i see myself in a hippy van. I create a hippy van into my life. In a number of years i find myself in a hippy van. How can it be that a change in perspective can change the physical realm? It seems like it's only possible that i change my attitude and say "i'm really happy with the way i get place to place," and somehow through that becoming a fact in my life, the way i get A to B will continue to be pleasing to me. I can decide to be happy with how things are. I don't see how i could decide what i want and create it into my world.
I'm not supposed to decide what i want, i'm supposed to decide what i HAVE. I have a hippy van. I fill it with instruments and travel canada. Busking for gas, writing and recording and growing. Taking the nation with me. That's a fact, btw.
Yes, i'm sorry, i've seen the secret. And i'm doubly sorry, in that i believe in all sorts of new agey self help optimistic junk n' junk.
I'm full of the idea that i want to be emptied.
And i hold tight the dream of letting everything go.
simon
Well, i don't have the internet, which is partly to blame. I'm thinking about other things, which is fully to blame. I'm writing a lot on paper, which i am fully pleased with and will blame nothing on, except goodnesses. I've been thinking of a web output area which does not yet exist, a website which i want to own and be proud of, and work towards the betterment of, making this one, even though it is still the only one, personally mentally obsolete. Blame value: %40.
I've been doing a bunch of wondering about whether anything has value. I would tend to argue that since everything is temporary nothing has value. I would tend to argue that nothing invented makes the world easier or more pleasurable to live in. I would tend to argue that simplicity is best, that an empty mind is a calm mind, that thoughts of good or bad just create attachments, and that it's best to not hold onto anything.
But i honestly and truly cannot shake the idea that Beethoven's Ninth makes the world a better place to exist in. At least on a personal note. And if you say that your hair straightener makes your world a better place to live in, then who the hell am i to say you're wrong? If i accept one thing (my beethoven's 9th) then everything must be accepted.
Everything we see, hear, smell, taste and feel appears to be outside us. Quantum physics leans towards the idea that our experiences take place inside our heads. I'd like to propose that the world we appear to live in is an illusion created only for a better understanding of ourselves.
Why we seem to be sharing this world is a bit of a pickle. I'd like to think that we're all the same thing, separated only by point of view. In this respect, we, as one entity, can create a single world.
Kinda loosens the reigns of responsibility, which is nice. I'm a drop of water in the sea again. No longer the sole creater of my entire world. I am instead a drop of water in an ocean which gives rise to land. Washes sand ashore. Feeds the plants and animals.
Feel a little insignificant? Me too.
That's 80% lie. I feel significant. Just not mathematically so. I have full control over my point of view. Full control over the way i choose to see the world i live in.
Maybe those drops which see the world as a beautiful, freeing, loose, easy, airy adventure, can be evaporated up into the sky. Maybe those who feel sick and restless and upset with their belief that they're going nowhere find themselves stagnating in ugly swamps.
The faster water runs down a mountain, the cleaner it is to drink.
Water is not in a hurry. And it leaves nothing undone. Tao.
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I like that as an end, but i've gotta remind myself that i've got a corner to paint myself into.
I believe that i have control over what appears in my life. My water analogy says that i'm a drop of water in a sea which collectively has control over all of life. That doesn't add up.
So i'll say that i can change my perspective. If i change how i see my world, i'll change what it is that i see. I can change my world 100% without changing THE world. Nobody else sees through these eyes.
Where does that go in the physical realm? Let's say i see myself in a hippy van. I create a hippy van into my life. In a number of years i find myself in a hippy van. How can it be that a change in perspective can change the physical realm? It seems like it's only possible that i change my attitude and say "i'm really happy with the way i get place to place," and somehow through that becoming a fact in my life, the way i get A to B will continue to be pleasing to me. I can decide to be happy with how things are. I don't see how i could decide what i want and create it into my world.
I'm not supposed to decide what i want, i'm supposed to decide what i HAVE. I have a hippy van. I fill it with instruments and travel canada. Busking for gas, writing and recording and growing. Taking the nation with me. That's a fact, btw.
Yes, i'm sorry, i've seen the secret. And i'm doubly sorry, in that i believe in all sorts of new agey self help optimistic junk n' junk.
I'm full of the idea that i want to be emptied.
And i hold tight the dream of letting everything go.
simon