I take long walks with my confusion and the things in my troubled mind are just scraps of fragile logic sometimes end up here.
Simply, I am a person who tries to live every moment of his life, I want to travel to every corner of the world, try every kind of food, read all the books at the bookstores, watch every movie and listen to every kind of music.
So welcome to my little corner of the world!
Everyone says they’d rather be hurt with the truth than comforted with a lie but that’s a big fat lie in itself.
Fact of the matter is no one can really handle the truth.. the truth upsets people. So they rather be comforted with a lie.
They’d rather be naive and happy ‘cause when you tell ‘em the truth they get mad at you.
They don’t want your bitter truth. They want your sweet lie. They like their comfort zone too much.
Unless we are very careful, we doom each other by holding onto images of one another based on preconceptions that are in turn based on indifference to what is other than ourselves. And when you project your preconceptions on a person, you never see them as they truly are.
This indifference can be, in its extreme, a form of murder and seems to me a rather common phenomenon. We claim autonomy for ourselves and forget that in so doing we can fall into the tyranny of defining other people as we would like them to be. By focusing on what we choose to acknowledge in them, we impose an insidious control on them.
I’ve learned that i have to pay careful attention in order to listen to others with an openness that allows them to be as they are, or as they think themselves to be. The shutters of my mind habitually flip open and click shut, and these little snaps form into patterns I arrange for myself. The opposite of this inattention is love, is the honoring of others in a way that grants them the grace of their own autonomy and allows mutual discovery.
I no longer have the energy for meaningless friendships, forced interactions or unnecessary conversations. If we don’t vibrate on the same frequency there’s just no reason for us to waste our time. I’d rather have no one and wait for substance than to not feel someone and fake the funk.
Being surrounded by the wrong people is the loneliest thing in the world.
so I took a vow that from now on… No more wasting time with the wrong people, No more wasting time on unappreciative people.
Take a look at everything around you…
Nobody talks about anything anymore. They just regurgitate everything they see on TV, or hear on the radio or watch on the web.
When was the last time you had a real conversation with someone without somebody texting or looking at a screen or a monitor over your head? You know, a conversation about something that wasn’t celebrities, gossip, sports, or pop politics.
You know, something important, something deep & meaningful, something personal.
Now most of us do our best to not to think about death but there’s always part of our minds that knows this can’t go on forever, part of us always knows they were just a doctor’s visit away or a phone call away from being starkly reminded with the fact of our own mortality or of those closest to us.
Now I’m sure many of you have experienced this in some form. You must know how uncanny it is to suddenly
be thrown out of the normal course of your life and just be given the full time job of not dying or caring for someone who is but the one thing people tend to realize at moments like this is that they wasted a lot of time when life was normal, and it’s not just what they, it’s not just what they did with their time, it’s not just that they spent too much time working or compulsively checking email, it’s that they cared about the wrong things they regret what they cared about , their attention was bound up in petty concerns year after year when life was normal
And this is a paradox of course because we all know this is coming…
I mean, don’t you know this is coming? Don’t you know there’s going to come a day when you’ll be sick or someone close to you will die?
And you’ll look back at the kinds of things that captured your attention
And you’ll think, “What the hell am I doing with my life?”
You know this, and yet if you’re like most people, you’ll spend most of your time in life tacitly presuming you’ll live forever
it’s like watching a bad movie for the fourth time or bickering with your spouse I mean this, these things only makes sense in light of eternity there better be a heaven if we’re gonna waste our time like that.
There are ways to really live in the present moment.
what’s the alternative? It is always now
However much you feel you may need to plan for the future to anticipate it, to mitigate the risks, the reality of your life is now
This may sound trite but it’s the truth. It’s not quite true as a matter of physics, in fact there is no now that encompasses the entire universe you can’t talk about an event being simultaneously
Occurring here and one at the same moment occurring in Andromeda
the truth is, now is not even well-defined as a matter of neurology because we know that inputs to the brain come at different moments and that consciousness is built upon layers of inputs whose timing to have to be different are conscious awareness of the present moment is
in some relevant sense already a memory but as a matter of conscious experience the reality of your life is always now and I think this is a liberating truth about the nature of the human mind in fact I think there’s probably nothing more important to understand about your mind than that if you want to be happy the past is a memory it’s a thought
Arising in the present the future is merely anticipated, it is another thought arising now what we truly have is this moment. and we spend most of our lives forgetting this truth repudiating it, fleeing it, overlooking it, and the horror is that we succeed we we’ve managed to never really connect with the present moment and find fulfillment there because we are continually hoping to become happy in the future
And the future never arrives even when we think we’re in the present moment. we’re in very subtle ways, always looking over its shoulder anticipating what’s coming next we’re always solving a problem
it’s possible to simply drop your problem if only for a moment and enjoy whatever is true of your life in the present.
This is not a matter of new information or more information,
It requires a change in attitude and your state of mind
It requires a change in the attentiveness you pay to your experience in the present moment.
Take a look around, everything is backwards. Everything is upside-down!
People see the right wrong and the wrong right. People forgot their values. We’re in these days where being kind and friendly is lame and stupid. Talking about feelings and thoughts is being “dramatic”. We’re in a world where appearance is your only identification. Personality is not an issue any more. Sarcasm and hatred is what we do best. Everyone and everything lost its value. Some people will try to ruin your confidence and make you feel worthless. Some friends will leave you because they think you’re not good enough for them. Ignore them! You’re not an angel, that’s a fact. But if you know you’ve got good in you, then don’t lose that just to blend in with this rotten society.
Some people will hate you for very pathetic, contradicting reasons, some will hate you for no reasons at all. And they will show it. Don’t try to impress them, and don’t try to make them like you, they’ll only hate you more. Don’t stop being yourself. Greet them when they pass by even if they don’t answer. Smile at them when they eye contact you even if they roll their eyes and walk away. This isn’t being weak, it’s being strong enough to not hold a grudge and have inner peace, and that takes a lot.
"A man of words and not of deeds"
A man of words and not of deeds
Is like a garden full of weeds,
And when the weeds begin to grow
It’s like a garden full of snow,
And when the snow begins to fall
It’s like a bird upon the wall,
And when the bird away does fly
It’s like a eagle in the sky,
And when the sky begins to roar
It’s like a lion at the door,
And when your door begins to crack
It’s like a stick across your back,
And when your back begins to smart
It’s like a penknife in your heart,
And when your heart begins to bleed
You’re dead, and dead, and dead… indeed.