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Chasm / Re: Happiness?
« on: June 17, 2013, 09:21:10 PM »
It generally is, since so few have any real notion of what it is.
Perhaps the word, itself, has so lost its meaning, that it has become useless.
But I consider happiness to be the state arrived at when nothing draws one's awareness away from no-thing.
Balance is happiness. AKA bliss.
It is achieved by awareness of nothing.
Nothingness. No mind. No state. No desire. No Thing.
Perhaps the word, itself, has so lost its meaning, that it has become useless.
But I consider happiness to be the state arrived at when nothing draws one's awareness away from no-thing.
Balance is happiness. AKA bliss.
It is achieved by awareness of nothing.
Nothingness. No mind. No state. No desire. No Thing.
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Chasm / Happiness?
« on: June 17, 2013, 08:23:09 PM »
Many say: "Nothing will bring you happiness".
But the truth is: nothing WILL bring you happiness.
But the truth is: nothing WILL bring you happiness.
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Chasm / Re: The biggest question at the core of civilization
« on: June 17, 2013, 02:45:56 AM »
Well that's exactly what I said, before you questioned why I would say it.
There is no point, unless the point is a transcendent one.
One not dependent upon laws or the modern state of things.
My wife and I, for example, have transcended man-made rules and attitudes.
But we have something almost nobody has.
We really had to work at it.
There is no point, unless the point is a transcendent one.
One not dependent upon laws or the modern state of things.
My wife and I, for example, have transcended man-made rules and attitudes.
But we have something almost nobody has.
We really had to work at it.
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Chasm / Re: The biggest question at the core of civilization
« on: June 17, 2013, 02:28:29 AM »
Fuck and run, without any intention of caring for the object of the fucking.
Or for the potential result.
Or for the potential result.
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Chasm / Re: Loneliness
« on: June 17, 2013, 02:26:55 AM »
What is there to gain???
The fact that in the gaining, bliss results, is neither here nor there.
Purpose is something that transcends individual desire for gain.
You do it because it is the reason you exist.
"Set free" to join with the larger entity: reality: God.
The soul has no connection with the individual identity that humans think they are.
Yet it is the essence of everything a human is. And infinitely more.
But this is about loneliness...
Loneliness is good until the ego decides it isn't good.
And the only reason it decides this is because it is woefully incomplete by itself.
It needs something it can never have.
Because nothing about it is real.
The soul is both alone, and everything-at-once. The idea of loneliness is not applicable to it.
The fact that in the gaining, bliss results, is neither here nor there.
Purpose is something that transcends individual desire for gain.
You do it because it is the reason you exist.
"Set free" to join with the larger entity: reality: God.
The soul has no connection with the individual identity that humans think they are.
Yet it is the essence of everything a human is. And infinitely more.
But this is about loneliness...
Loneliness is good until the ego decides it isn't good.
And the only reason it decides this is because it is woefully incomplete by itself.
It needs something it can never have.
Because nothing about it is real.
The soul is both alone, and everything-at-once. The idea of loneliness is not applicable to it.
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Chasm / Re: Loneliness
« on: June 17, 2013, 01:15:01 AM »
We all started out as products of the underlying reality (God), with unlimited potential.
All made of the same basic stuff.
Do we grow and thrive, along the way, or become withered parodies of what we might have been?
This is the nature of 'free-will'.
It is my personal conviction that we do not start out with a soul, but as the viable seed of one.
Conceiving this soul and nurturing it, finally setting it free, is our purpose.
But, like sperm, few will actually succeed in realizing this purpose.
It's all very mysterious, as it should be.
Growing a soul is a very lonely business, in its way.
While being the most satisfying thing there is, so few manage it, that the one who does is an island, in a remote ocean, usually only with an empty horizon for company.
All made of the same basic stuff.
Do we grow and thrive, along the way, or become withered parodies of what we might have been?
This is the nature of 'free-will'.
It is my personal conviction that we do not start out with a soul, but as the viable seed of one.
Conceiving this soul and nurturing it, finally setting it free, is our purpose.
But, like sperm, few will actually succeed in realizing this purpose.
It's all very mysterious, as it should be.
Growing a soul is a very lonely business, in its way.
While being the most satisfying thing there is, so few manage it, that the one who does is an island, in a remote ocean, usually only with an empty horizon for company.
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Chasm / Re: Change your mind?
« on: June 16, 2013, 06:40:27 PM »
Really, it's about adaptability, which is the key to balance.
This is one of the glaring flaws of leftism, which actively encourages people to never adapt again, let alone develop. Watch a leftist move, and you'll easily see the lumbering, awkward lack of balance and grace.
How you see yourself in relation to reality is the key to health and the start of wisdom.
Which is the polar opposite of seeing an external world in relation to yourself.
Everything changes, moment by moment. It is a good idea to remember that so must you.
This is one of the glaring flaws of leftism, which actively encourages people to never adapt again, let alone develop. Watch a leftist move, and you'll easily see the lumbering, awkward lack of balance and grace.
How you see yourself in relation to reality is the key to health and the start of wisdom.
Which is the polar opposite of seeing an external world in relation to yourself.
Everything changes, moment by moment. It is a good idea to remember that so must you.
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Chasm / Re: The biggest question at the core of civilization
« on: June 16, 2013, 03:17:20 AM »
Well, let's see...
There's Frank, and there's Bert, and Al and Dave.
Lenny, Fred and Gary. Mick and Oscar, Marty and Phil.
Just to name a few.
There's Frank, and there's Bert, and Al and Dave.
Lenny, Fred and Gary. Mick and Oscar, Marty and Phil.
Just to name a few.
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Chasm / Re: Change your mind?
« on: June 16, 2013, 01:44:29 AM »
Step one is the awareness that what you think you know may be completely wrong.
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Chasm / Re: The biggest question at the core of civilization
« on: June 15, 2013, 06:43:05 PM »
Feminism is largely to blame, here.
I notice more and more, that women no longer resemble women at all.
Men are slow to notice this, but subconsciously, they no longer give women the care and protection they once did.
I notice more and more, that women no longer resemble women at all.
Men are slow to notice this, but subconsciously, they no longer give women the care and protection they once did.
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Chasm / Re: Loneliness
« on: June 15, 2013, 06:05:55 PM »
Sure, we all started out that way.
How many humans do you know, who still are?
If you still are, you're doing better than most.
How many humans do you know, who still are?
If you still are, you're doing better than most.
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Chasm / Re: Loneliness
« on: June 15, 2013, 02:30:28 AM »
Who knows?
Perhaps it's because there are seven billion of them, and none are my friends or family or tribe.
Lily was, without a doubt, my best friend.
Perhaps it's because there are seven billion of them, and none are my friends or family or tribe.
Lily was, without a doubt, my best friend.
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Chasm / Re: Loneliness
« on: June 14, 2013, 03:28:44 AM »
Today I am lonely. Not in the usual sense, for I have more than enough quality company.
But today I lost the most amazingly awesome cat I've ever known.
A large female Maine Coon, otherwise known as a Norwegian Forest Cat, who wandered in from the woods about five years ago.
I feel sick at heart; my heart is intolerably heavy. This is awful.
My wife, too, is in a real state.
It must have been poison, to go from a strapping specimen, overfilled with vigor, to dead, in under two days.
I assume she's dead: she was at death's door last night, and was gone in the morning, having chosen to find somewhere quiet, outdoors, to die. I searched all day, but nothing. No sign.
Well. We'll get over it, I'm sure, although it may take a while.
I don't feel much, really, when humans die. But somehow this is very different.
It's definitely empty, and lonely.
Goodbye Lily. Thank you for the love you gave us. You beautiful, rough, tough, monster.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/26554770@N08/9037210939/
But today I lost the most amazingly awesome cat I've ever known.
A large female Maine Coon, otherwise known as a Norwegian Forest Cat, who wandered in from the woods about five years ago.
I feel sick at heart; my heart is intolerably heavy. This is awful.
My wife, too, is in a real state.
It must have been poison, to go from a strapping specimen, overfilled with vigor, to dead, in under two days.
I assume she's dead: she was at death's door last night, and was gone in the morning, having chosen to find somewhere quiet, outdoors, to die. I searched all day, but nothing. No sign.
Well. We'll get over it, I'm sure, although it may take a while.
I don't feel much, really, when humans die. But somehow this is very different.
It's definitely empty, and lonely.
Goodbye Lily. Thank you for the love you gave us. You beautiful, rough, tough, monster.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/26554770@N08/9037210939/
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Chasm / Re: Zen and the art of archery.
« on: June 11, 2013, 03:07:35 AM »
I stood back 55 yards with a 35lb. recurve, today, knowing it was too far.
Didn't aim, just looked at the target.
Wheee. Plop. The arrow ran out of juice and hit the ground six inches in front of the target.
Adjust for range. Wheee...
The arrow hit the target, somewhere low.
Adjust again, let loose. I didn't see where it hit, and gave up, going to collect the arrows.
That last one hit square in the bull, at an absurd downwards angle, at the very end of its range.
All without consciously aiming.
I couldn't see that last arrow, and where it hit, because the bull is black and my eyes are poor.
What a shock to see it right where I had never expected it to go.
I've decided what I need is a 45lb. recurve. As light in heft as possible.
And some broadheads, because you never know when you'll need them, and the island is inundated with deer.
Meanwhile, while I have no intention at all of hunting, fawns are about to drop.
Spotty delights that sometimes wander right up to me, because curiosity is everything.
Didn't aim, just looked at the target.
Wheee. Plop. The arrow ran out of juice and hit the ground six inches in front of the target.
Adjust for range. Wheee...
The arrow hit the target, somewhere low.
Adjust again, let loose. I didn't see where it hit, and gave up, going to collect the arrows.
That last one hit square in the bull, at an absurd downwards angle, at the very end of its range.
All without consciously aiming.
I couldn't see that last arrow, and where it hit, because the bull is black and my eyes are poor.
What a shock to see it right where I had never expected it to go.
I've decided what I need is a 45lb. recurve. As light in heft as possible.
And some broadheads, because you never know when you'll need them, and the island is inundated with deer.
Meanwhile, while I have no intention at all of hunting, fawns are about to drop.
Spotty delights that sometimes wander right up to me, because curiosity is everything.
That was good!