The Invisible Hand Exists Collectively
A catalogue of words, mostly mine, some not.
It takes great effort before it becomes effortless.
The trick is to do everything with great intent and focus.
THE BRAIN IS THE KEY TO ITSELF
One of the hardest actions of a strong person can be to let go. Weak people hold on to what is no longer necessary.
If I had a choice, no one would get hurt in the matter.
But in trying to prevent any added stress, I have taken it all upon myself.
It's not going to be my choice how other people react.
And it's not in my control that people can't magically see my point of view and understand my feelings.
But I will try my damnest to do it with love and compassion.
But even so, it can't stop the flood of emotions that might rip a person apart from the inside.
I only hope that everyone can find themselves on the other side, grateful for what has been gained.
What to say about the mysterious hooded guitar man? Connected to the electricity of his insides, pulsating and moving through his fingers, feeling for that something to feel, the movement of sound and vibration.
Brief: See if you can write about food in a way that makes the reader want to eat. It's important as writers to be able to invoke passion for the subject.
And to think that what I fear the most would be to find out that I'm not as crazy as I'd hoped...
Goal for my 30s - awakening my inner shaman buddha jesus mohammed krishna.
Is there no relief in life?
Vice emerges in search of relief.
Necessities taken beyond necessity.
Attachment to a vice takes the focus away from oneself naked.
I hate everyone and everything. I just want to be alone. I’m not depressed, I’m pretty fuckin’ happy. If you saw me writing this in a coffee shop you’d think I might be a nice girl, and you would be right. I am a nice fucking girl, but with all the bullshit in the world sometimes you can’t help but think, “bloody hell.” I’m just as guilty as anyone to have created as much shit as you.
Today I felt how an orgasm is like a supernova. Inside reactions are taking place. Things are heating up and pressure builds on the inside. When a balance of forces can no longer be sustained, the core contracts and then releases energy in a big burst.
After the initial burst there is then an afterglow. The core is no longer fusing energy.
Unlike a dead star the human regenerates and rebuilds so that one is able to burst and die again. It's reliving a cosmic wonder on a human scale.
(parenthesis indicate comments added afterwards not included in the original dialogue)
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The Origin of "God"
"In the beginning there was nothing, then the nothing became aware that it was nothing and became SOMETHING." Hmm..You are nothing, but with awareness arises something. Sounds kind of neat, aye? Whoa nelly.
"I" is not truth, not the I as a reference, but the general I of the self. So there is no I.
It just is. Just like the well-known phrase, "let it be."
Credit for this manifestation of words belongs to all.
Pretension leaks just from the fact that this is being read. But "I" have to do something, and this is what I have to give because I am grateful for what all has given to me.
I'm an atheist
I don't believe in god
I have compassion for others
I am empathic
I feel love
I feel passion
I feel wonder
I feel emotion
I question because I am curious to learn about the universe I live in
I question because I am curious to learn about myself
I am fallible
I make mistakes
I want to grow from my experiences
I don't shy away from uncomfortable truths
I feel pain and despair
I've felt broken
I've opened myself to trust in myself
The apocalypse, the great spiritual awakening, timewave zero, the winter solstice. Those are the various different events attributed to 21 December 2012. They are so varied, that the only conclusion I can come is that none will happen (except the winter solstice which is a pretty established event that takes place every year).
Light = Energy = Matter = Atoms = Molecules = Cells = Organs = Humans
therefore, Light = Humans = Energy
... or any way you like it,
rough or gentle?
a little of both?
An honest dialogue with the self is a beautiful thing. When there is pain it will seek to heal. One must embrace the pain or else it will remain terrifying.
“Dialogue with others is often empty and mind numbing, it’s sometimes intellectually stimulating (usually when I’m drunk) and rarely emotionally charged. I do admit that it’s hard for me to express my true emotions as I will either seem uneasy and nervous or falsely detached and cold. This is an indication that I have yet to face myself entirely.”
Online diaries are hard to keep. Especially when one takes a long hiatus from working on their website. So, what the fuck am I am up to now? Is saying FUCK too harsh? Well I llike to sometimes, I think it's humorous. Anyways, I've been working a whole lot which is kind of annoying. I want to finish my thesis already. But then what? Ok, well if I get into grad school in England I'm going there. If not, I'm off to Peru for a year. Does anyone want to take care of the cutest siamese cat for a bit?
He had the night of his life. She fucked him so hard that it was extremely hard for him not to cum right away, but she didn’t mind. That’s exactly what she wanted. She took pleasure in being able to invoke such godly sensations in someone she had just met, it raised her self-esteem and of course, she had self-image issues. She used every one-night stand as a therapy session that was usually short-lived. She never really gave herself the chance to recover from the break-up of her seven-year relationship, the only relationship she’d ever had.
Up above
Aliens hover
Making home movies
For the folks back home
In a little place past Piccadilly lies a Red Lion with golden jewelled walls created with elegant reflections, outpouring with streams of Amber.
There still lies the skeleton of once was.
Only gloss puts on a new skin to revitalise the landscape.
Oxford Circus detour:
A degenerate new beginning with no sense of soil breeds high fashion and discontented protestors.
…Ah, to be decedent and uncontrolled. The forces overcome my Will to hold my cravings back. What is this craving but a craving for regress and stagnation? This is the worst kind of personal sin. A personal sin so permeated world-wide with sinners laughing the the face of those that cannot even feed their family. Progress is not defined in terms of technicalities, true progress must be gauged by the greater whole, how it benefits all, not solely by the stick of business and economy. So my quest for healing myself turns into healing the world.
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I don't believe in anything. I don't believe that God exists, I don't even believe that God doesn't exist. What's the point of talking of belief (or lack of belief) in something that you can't prove exists? I'll just keep myself out of that resolveless conversation.
I just want to live a life based on compassion, empathy, contemplation, and openess. What else do you need to lead a fullfilling life?
We weren't aware that we didn't exist before we lived, so what does it matter that we won't be aware of our own self when we die?
If approached with a closed-mind, all is worthless.
Don't get caught up in illustrated illusions.
See for what is, not for what self wants to be.
And finally prepare to step inside, so...
Clear the mind of itself.
You are staring at a computer screen reading this.
What do you expect to see? Something perhaps. Excitement? Fun? Adventure? Something really gross? Something really pretty? Something pretty ugly?
The first thing you must do is, make a choice.
If I was on an island with every commodity at my disposal, what would my role in the community be? Point, work, build? To what end? No. Live, enjoy, create. Where do I see myself in this community of fellows? On a hill overlooking it all.
How does one make it in the world as a modern day shaman? Where do I go? Refuge. Retreat -> Emerge …to build the light. Each one holds the light. Giving… passing the torch… I need a flame to pass.
What do people want? Happiness? Health? Family? Security? What about the spaces in between? Is it mostly to get the means to live and then wasting away in front of the T.V. to forget about it all?
Be open to talk about things comfortable and uncomfortable
Laugh much about the absurdities of life
Wonder much about the mysteries of life
Explore your sexuality to the fullest
Don't be afraid to 'not agree' with the other
Explore and fulfil your individual passions
Be aware that the 'honeymoon' period may end
Be aware that a 'profoundly deep and everlasting connection' may begin
Coming to terms with who I am
What I am ever-changing to be
What is that?
Coming to terms with my own mortality and at the same time with the
eternity of my being, my core
I can no longer hide behind insecurities of my past
but it doesn't mean that they are dead for good
Especially at this moment where I feel slightly vulnerable and uncertain
I am riding in and sailing above the dark tunnel at the same time
What are my fears? What are my insecurities? Why do I feel these things? With emotional detachment they all seem kind of silly.
Do I give up?
Hell no.