Wednesday, May 30, 2007

[25] Fear, Unequivacle Knowledge, Coincidence And Understanding

Are all what I failed miserably at explaining how I originally wanted when I started this....o well you can still read it anyway I guess.

So I think I finally came about the best word to describe a "religion" that would fit me. Gnostic. Basically just one who believes in knowledge and gaining understanding. Not being about judging the experiences as right or wrong, just working with the information at hand "in the now" as 60's cliché as that may sound. I can't tell you how true seek and you shall find can influence your life. Literally within the past 24 hours I've heard all this information about unpublished books of the bible, theories about quantum physics, and ways to manifest desires. What truly makes this stuff so interesting to me is that at the extreme ends of science and the basic principles of religion all push towards the same ideas. I suggest reading anything by Deepak Chopra and watching the religion specials on the History channel. People need to find how to get into the unconscious gap where your actions aren't expressions of fear. If your afraid of your thoughts and hide behind preconceptions instead of trying to understand yourself, then your missing out on what you have to offer yourself and the world. I was listening to a tape on the nature of coincidence. Things so mathematically impossible that to consider them insignificant is simply tragic. Some intelligent design seemingly orchestrating your personal interactions and direction you go in life. Think about the millionaires who always knew they were going to be millionaires and never had an ounce of doubt they couldn't make it. Or adventurers who travel all over the world, most dangerous places imaginable and know they aren't going to get hurt or will find something amazing. I mean déjà vu, seeing your future, speaking in sink with your best friend…All are blips of evidence that something is all knowing and conscious propelling are perception of reality. I really feel like a retard trying to recite back in Spanish what I heard from a Hindi scholar, but I still want whoever cares to read get a perception of me and hopefully understand why I do, say, and think the things I do. One I think I easily enough remember Chopra said is that he knows and lives his purpose in life. And when he said he was hear to inform and spread joy and happiness to those around him I kinda felt as though I related to him. I want people to know things and understand their lives. I'd love to love when the opportunities present themselves, if in fact the opportunities ever go away in the first place. Or be able to stop the automatic judge button that gets pressed when you meet someone. I don't think being caring or nice to people when you consider yourself an asshole to be necessarily acting fake as much as a lack of understanding about yourself. If you allow yourself to get stressed about your "faith" or problems past and future you can't control your ignoring yourself now. I'm getting distracted and losing where I was originally going with this so if you actually care that much I'll suggest books and tapes and indulge in deep stimulating conversations that are fun for the whole family….

Random thought: All the pictures of saints and apostles and religious folks out that and none of them are wearing crosses around their necks?

Sunday, May 20, 2007

[24] I Want To Propose A Challenge

Current mood: inquisitive 
Category: 
Life
You can handle it.

Think about a time when an emotion controlled you. When you've gotten angry enough to punch through a wall or couldn't see straight enough to direct your yelling. Or maybe when your close friend or family member has died and grief became more than a word and instead part of your being. It can even be a happy moment, one where everything just felt complete and nothing else mattered. Times that made you blind with emotion. Put yourself there. Hear all the sounds, smell the air, pick out every detail you can remember. Remember how angry, distraught, or elated you felt. Really put yourself back to that time and let it set in for a moment.

Your at the height of your emotion, head practically spinning... and now someone has a gun to your head. You don't know why this person is doing this, but in your heart you know you're about to die. The anger and confusion in their eyes tells the story and to them, it's your fault. No more I love yous, nothing else to live for, no chance to appeal.

I know death to people today is easily enough brushed off, and this isn't some message to live life like you were dying or make everyday the fullest kinda crap. I want you to hear the voice in your head. How many Christians that praise heaven so highly and talk about everlasting love will feel a calm sensation and a voice that says, "Finally?" How many atheists will smile at the thought that now they can be reborn into the tree they were always meant to be? If you're not learning how to handle death, then you'll never understand how to live your life. It's not the other way around.

People generate their own internal drugs. They use them to establish "happiness" and "truth." When you don't get enough of a drug, then in comes withdrawal. It's seen in every broken relationship, case of depression, and insecurity. It's the Christians that "fall" from grace or the billionaire that commits suicide. Thinking they had the answers and unable to deal with some inadequacy lashed out in withdrawal. "I love Jesus, I know everlasting love is in heaven." "I love money, buying these girls simply rocks!" And while they scream happy and "know" all the answers they still feel that nothing is really alright. They look in the mirror and get lost, because their eyes tell them something isn't making sense.

It's not about doing every extreme sport every day pushing your chance of death. It's not a hug campaign to make everyone feel good. You don't have to travel the entire world and experience every last pain and pleasure the world has to offer. The only thing you need to do to appreciate and feel as though your able to live life the way you want, is to embrace your death. At any moment, if you can smile in peace and understanding the second before he pulls that trigger, you've accomplished more than any empire, scholar, or philosopher. When you use your click drug or happy face drug or misunderstood and misplaced faith drug you're hiding in fear of what you have to offer to yourself and the world. All you know is that you don't know anything, except that you have a chance to know yourself. What'd you do to piss this gunman off? Maybe nothing. Did you get a chance to tell her "I love you?" Does that even matter? How can I escape? Is anyone watching? Is that my life flashing before my eyes? I'm only 17. I wasn't that angry at him...

Is a flurry of unanswered questions, half sentences, and past regrets running through your head during your last breath? What a relief it would it be instead to just say to yourself, "Finally."