Thursday, June 25, 2009
To be alive is to live as a human - in all our scattered, miserable and beautiful moments. Knowledge is not everything and you must not tire yourself in the search for it in order to live, you must act with human instinct. Embrace your instinct. Embrace your neighbor's instincts. As you allow others to breathe the air you breathe, let others breathe their desires as you do. We are all too human. Dance without boundary. Smile and enjoy the zest of life. Let go of your morals that ensure pointlessness, you don't need the headaches! Embrace your insecurities and create invisible virtue! Enjoy the flowers that blossom in front of your face!
Falling into place, like a jigsaw piece into the puzzle is by far the most comfortable route to take. It means you will not move, but will be held together by the might of others. For we are mammals, comfort means we will survive.
For those whom seek the greatest fruits of life, they must take a leap out of what they are accustomed to. Plunge into the fire, without malice, but as a traveler. To take your spirit to a level you have never reached before, to find yourself and understand yourself. Do not simply look at the disaster the fire has caused, look at the catalyst is has been in reinvigorating your being. Once you step out of the fire you will have battled it with your own might, your own self with tools that you were not aware you had. You will be elevated compared to where you were before the scourge.
With this elevation, one can find greater places to plant their feet. This place will surely give you greater comfort, alike climbing a staircase. One step up only leads you to stand still on a higher plain.
One can also move in and out of their sanctuary. Understand themselves, within themselves. The moments of awe, the moments of self love are surely the sweetest tasting fruits of all. For another can love you whilst your self-love is absent, but one with self-love is validated without the need of others.
This self-love is not selfish. It is knowing you will die, but living in an aura of serenity. Being of the self, aware of your being, selfish in that you hold this self-love high on it's deserved pedestal., but selfless in that your sense of empathy guides your interactions with others. You do not repress your instincts because you are a slave, simply other peoples feelings of goodness serve your basic instinct. You are holy without God. Good, without fear. You simply understand other people and act to produce genuine feelings from them. You do not please them like an insecure being, you are simply willing to give up what you have for another. Your self-love is so grand that, all you care for is serenity. Knowing that you must strive to create your life as an abode of serenity, you do not chase the ever so fleeting highs of knowledge. Your instinct now is to live the serene. Be the tranquil. It doesn't matter if you are a king or cleaner, the measure of a man is his serenity. His ability to be in ecstasy of life, whilst other row and miss the point. Why row if there may be no point? Why harm if there may be no point? Why chase the tail of your ego if there may be no point?
Live in your moment, inside your sanctuary, and when others want to join invite them in in herds.
I have this moment in the palm of my hand, evolving and unfolding like a flower blossoming in front of me. I can't see the moment pass, but I can feel the essence of time revolving. I can't see anything worthwhile for humanity or I, than to seek tranquility. Truly here, living for the universe. What a wonderful life! Say it humanity, what a wonderful life for those that can live it! I'm living it, within myself. Give me peace of mind in the moments ahead of me, for time can run away from those who let it. I cherish, admire, revel, ponder and love every moment I live. Each moment is a cube of wonder. The universe. The creativity of humanity. What we have become, we are experiencing it! For the humans that are enlightened, we are at the forefront of the human experience, constantly evolving.
I am in a cube. A cube with transparent glass surrounding me. The glass is so clear, it doesn't even look like it's there. The roof is cut out, so i can feel the breeze course through my hair. The sun is facing my way. Above me, I have clear blue sky. Below me, I have clear blue water. I am alive. No-one else in sight. I close my eyes and I feel at home in the world. At no point in my life do i feel so alive, so absolutely beautiful. The negativity flows out of my body. I am naked for the whole world to witness. I don't care. I am free in this little abode.
Because of this we are open to the idea that we are significant or insignificant. That we may die and end with nothing else. We are not concerned with what "isn't" and we accept what "is" with a welcoming hand. We are not afraid, nor are we attached. All we know is that we are alive and precious to ourselves, whilst we are too busy dancing. Dancing for our lives, looking at what is in front of us and acting. Every moment reminds us that the very fact that we may be insignificant gives our life significance. According to the universe, we do not matter, but according to us we are the light. Our life revolves around our minds, unique to each other. Do you not feel to be the centre of this grand universe?
We know that physically we are not the centre of the universe, but we do not know what the universe has prepared. That is why we still dance, this life we live must be laughed at. As we cultivate ourselves, our life and our gardens, we realize how beautiful life is because the only thing we know for certain is that we will die.
We have to dance, what else are we going to do? There may be no-one to save us when we fall and life isn't perfect, so what can we do other than dance?
Some are great lovers, but woeful companions. We are all subject to the thrusts of love. Some of our lives depend on it, others disregard it. It dominates our minds and fantasy. I am thrown into the deep dark abyss - in the name of love - and then slammed into indecisive angst. The blind motion of our hearts. Is it blind or is it genius? It transgresses all boundaries. It is the driving force for creation in our life. To be at home in another human being's arms. These are the movements in which angst leaves our minds. The moments when serenity enters our hearts.
Twirling around, twirling around, may I ever escape this trap? Do I want to escape my twirl? In motion I live, living I am. May I twirl as fast as I can so that I can fly. Flying I will be after I have gained my ascent. In twirling at the speed of light, one focuses on the veracity of the twirl. One cannot fly if they twirl with hints of apprehension, for no ascent is ever gained with such a weak twirl. Every man is able to twirl with speed, although not many do. Every man is a limited being, but who knows the true nature of such limits? May man reach his limits! May he beat at the door of transgression! Let us not whirl as part of the whirlwind, let us twirl in the whirlwind. Let us break free of what is holding us down.
As the droplet continues to fall in front of me, I realize it's form moving in and out of itself. It then splatters all over the pavement. Poor droplet it is forgotten forever. Is this the kind of fate I will endure? A random fall just like the droplet, only to be forgotten for the aeon's of time? If this is my fate, as it is the fate of all life, is that so bleak?
I take a step forward. I take a step back. Each step I take leaves an imprint of my shoes. In a blink of an eye, the universe collapses on top of me. I have an impact of the earth, as my footprints have shown me. Other's have an impact of my life or else i wouldn't be wearing the shoes I am wearing. Do these imprints make any difference to the universe? Are all actions fruitless, simply because of the fact that we are no more than a droplet cascading toward it's own demise? Why are we all thrown into this party, where we fear, love and hate? Why do we feel the need to protect our lives, if this party has no grand finale? Or is that the very reason why we want to live so happily? Without God, when death is the end of your life, yet the party continues, why should anyone care for anything except for the peace of their mind? Why should we listen to those that believe they know what exists outside this life? Cannot we simply enjoy the art of living, living for this life and be content with no more? Why are we labeled as evil if we want to live on our own accord, with no attachment to God, provided we do not harm others? Why can't you take responsibility for your own actions and make your choices without the man testing you? Don't you want to dance through this, rather than despise it? Why can't you accept the freedom the truth gives you and dance with it? Why do you live so seriously, when this life is so fleeting! Why do you fantasize about paradise, when you can simply enter a sanctuary of your own? Don't you feel a certain tranquility in the fact that you are insignificant, yet you are the centre of significance in your heart? Don't you find comfort in the fact that you will die and know nothing of your existence, failures and triumphs? Regret nothing when you are dead. Isn't this what is precisely significant about our life?
My heart, my mind and I are all over the place. Scattered like the ashes spread across the ground, nothing stable inside of me. My heart, my mind and I are lost, lost in this exotic world, thrown into this paradise-hell for no reasonable reason at all. I must sew myself together, my heart, my mind and I, attach themselves to each other. How on earth can that happen? My heart lusts for comfort. My mind is tainted by the past that steals that comfort from under me, and I can't see what lies over the mountains that close in on me. One day the mountains are no more than a mole hill, whilst other days the mountains inject fear into my blood because of their grandiosity. What ever i perceive the mountains to be, I cannot see over them. This blindness stops me in my tracks. I cannot act if I cannot see. I am frozen. I am lost, I am a prisoner of my own creation, for I have created my own boundaries. I have created these mountain like walls that surround me. I am a beast that is holding a future ransom, my own future. I must escape. But why must I escape? Is there any reason to escape? I am lost, but I am not looking for anything so I cannot be found. As I look to the sky I see a clock that claims to count down time. I cannot see the time to be counted down, all I can see is a short note. The note is vibrant for all to see. The note lies against the black sheet we call the night sky. "Moments will pass until you die, searching is a fruitless endeavor. Everybody is lost. Deal with it."
X tapped his foot on the ground to test if he was still on earth, then realized he was out of his mind. He fell to his knees, thrust his hands up to the sky and pleaded to the sky to take his pain away. X wanted help, but as we all know 'help' was not on it's way. X forgot that it was inevitable that beautiful things would one day cross his path, but he could not handle the responsibility of choosing the paths that would intersect with beauty.
Was there a right path to take, so that X could come to pass beauty on his venture? Is it too much to ask for a beautiful path, to create a path with ceaseless beauty, so that one does not hope to cross beauty? A path as such is a life worth leading. Wonder lets X dance, for X, living is flowing with a smile. That is a path well worth traveling, is it not?
All I know is what I've done, and knowing the world has so many more things to offer I have failed in doing nothing. In doing nothing, in acting the way I have, I have strangled myself into nothingness. How can I dance the dance of life if I am nothing? Am I worthy of dancing for some would say I have nothing to dance over?
Lost. We are always lost.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
What happens to this child when he is confronted by logical facts that contradict the things he has believed his whole life?
Guilt is the first answer that comes to mind.
What about when this child realizes God may not exist, how does he then deal with problems in his life?
Friday, March 20, 2009
Balance of control and freedom to achieve social harmony.
Laws are in place to control human actions.
Laws do not always produce order.
Through laws we are able to fashion our society’s morality
into the image we want our country to be.
Whether this is for optimal social harmony or otherwise
may be debatable.
Laws should not be in place to achieve justice,
because justice is an abstract concept that may not
Laws should only be in place to achieve a harmonious
We must question whether or not control is healthy
for the individual and society.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Maybe the truth is, there are no truths at all. No best way to live. No right or wrong. Nothing like 'this is what you should do...' No truths, just comfort in ideas. Comfort for minds that cannot comprehend that we are not right in any of our actions. Maybe thats what make the world go around, comfort. Maybe comfort means contentment, and contentment means happiness.
Nature -> Essence -> Death
Our nature is that we seek, we desire, ultimately for comfort. Comfort of heart. We soon realize that desiring the comfort never gives one comfort. This is the ultimate trap. Freedom of this desire is true freedom. That is a free spirit, a desire-less beast.
You are born into nature. You create the essence of what you want to be in the present and future. Then you will die. More than 99.9% of past, present and future peoples will never know you existed, let alone what you did on earth. So why be hungry, why have a zest for life, why life in true goodness? You do it for YOU. No one else's eyes, but your own. So you can say, with true conviction that you are what you are.
You are all the author's of your condition.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Will you lie there and say to yourself, "did i conquer as much as I could?"
Will you ask yourself, did I overcome my condition, was I the best human being I could be?
As one travels the journey of life, the thought of conquering all life can become quite seducing. Is it the "will to power"? It is a deathtrap for many. It creates values that are obsolete, imprisoning. The will to power is a very misunderstood term. What power does this refer to? Man's power over other men? Man's power to conquer his insecurities or the power to deny them?
In this game of pointless chance, must we be so sad? Rise up, person of glory, person of vibrancy and the people in pursuit of freedom! Create the ideas, the meaning and the person you want to be. Today, many are in bondage. We have moved from a time where the bondage held the body and free thought, to a time where the heart is in bondage. Our heart is destined to be free, is it not? Today the saying goes "money gives freedom," but what good is money when your soul is now the possession. To be free means to have no fears. What sends chills into your spine, is it love? Fear of poverty? Fear of inadequacy? Fear of unpopularity? Understand that these fears are created, and consume one's soul. These man made 'things' are pointless. Quite simply one hasn't to do anything in life. This sounds lazy to the fool, but to create your essence from nothingness is surely a respectable feat. This is true solitude of the heart. Serene and beautiful. Do not be told what matters, create what matters to you. In fact one has ONE duty, to create themselves, but too often I hear the excuses of those from whom comfort exudes. Liberate yourself, release your fears. Truly create yourself, untouched.
Who is the more sincere loving man? The man who, through experience and loss, chaos and rejuvenation acquires a certain value OR the fool whom has no idea of his ideals and begrudgingly pays heed for another man's value? Tell me brother, whom would you trust with your life?
Surely we have the ultimate gift of self-definition and self-ownership. We own our own souls????? We own our own destiny, our beliefs, our love and our life. Surely there is no justice in pressuring another human into an essence that is predetermined from old fashioned cultural norms. Humans should be given the right to determine our own essence. I will tell you something, my friend, now listen for a lioness is about to roar. Insecurity plagues all. They say "money is the root of all evil" or "religion is the root of all evil", but I will shout out that it is man's each and own insecurities that shape intrinsic and extrinsic war. Man is an insecure beast. Predetermined values that are useless, yet many still swear by - cater to extinguish some of the pain these insecurities cause. Do not reject your insecurities by creating extrinsic values, embrace them, within your heart for they will be healed. Do not run!
Once the superior man's heart has cleansed itself of it's impure insecurities, cannot it then say it is an invisible heart of virtues?
Who is a man with no power? He is useless. Today there are many men with no power. There are many men with money and top positions, but many have are powerless. Power is having the ability to positively influence other human beings into living with love and compassion, this in turns gives others power. The powerful are the most courageous, and it takes courage to give another human being power. Giving someone else power to live to their fullest potential makes many people weary. Many men are scared of other men. Fear grips them. On a macro scale, take a look at the
What does it take to be happy? Surely, everyone here on this earth is striving to be happy. I am determined to find out what makes me happy, in a life where vanity and the internet fast love are consuming many, being happy is a very excruciating task. Is it that we may ‘think’ and ponder unnecessarily about happiness in the belief that we, upon yearning to be happy, will be happy? Is happiness a destination? Or something that follows like a guardian angel? Maybe happiness on this earth doesn’t exist, but it does and even if it doesn’t we need hope. It is desire. Desire kills the happiness. This world is plaguing with false desires, false needs, false hopes and false realities. We are in control of our lives. When times seem low, chin up and ask yourself, why so bad? Is it that you’ve lost a loved one to death or disease, or you have lost a physical part of you? If not, then be happy. Do not succumb to unnecessary social pressure. Social pressure is perfectly healthy in the proper dosage, its what keeps most of society abiding the law and so forth. But unnecessary social pressure is a parasite to happiness. Depression is skyrocketing for a reason here on earth. The ‘grass is always leaner on the other side’ bullshit hurts whoever lets it consume them. Its ‘mirror mirror on the wall’ bullshit. WHY DO THESE THINGS EXIST? WHAT THE FUCK IS THE POINT IN HAVING FALSE DESIRES CONSUMES OUR LIVES? You know what it is it’s a fucking sorting process. It truly sorts the men from the boys, the sluts from the good. It’s so disheartening looking at a world full of rubbish hearts. And you know, that could be offensive to some people, people that think about ‘equality’ in a warped way. The reality is some people are just better than others. Face it, the amount of ‘boys’ in this world that only care about their bank and their cock with no regard for integrity make me sick. Yeah money is good, and yeah sex is fucking awesome. But do it right. And you know what, while I’m at it FUCK ALCOHOL. You like getting pissed do ya? You unhappy muthafucker. You get confidence when your pissed do ya? Yeah fuck you you ain’t shit. Most crime waves throughout history are accredited to alcoholic consumption, and don’t forget all the sluts it has produced. There is a reason why many in the West are turning into a pile of filth. Look around, you will rarely find an individual that is not desensitised to violence, sex and drugs. Me, ill pay my dues on this earth. I’ll work with integrity, every step is a battle against the profane. Am I perfect? Fuck no man, but I strive to better myself in every moment of my life. Fun is temporary and happiness is long lasting. So instead of chasing the highs like a fucking junkie, sit back and relax. Relax in the sense that if you do good things, good things will come. Do not be lazy, but truly relax. You have a duty here, fulfil it, and smile at the stranger beside you. Karma always fucks you whether you like it or not. Live life. Love life. Be truly tranquil.
Every once in a while, one has to ask who they are. Hard question to answer? Sometimes I find myself in a dream that’s so far away. Tell me what’s happened to me. Sometimes I see myself falling. Well, I am Darren. I say that word with pride. No, not bullshit pride either, but honour because I am me. Life is a conundrum. Are we a product of the moments in life or do we make them? Neither, we as people are defined by how we handle the ‘shit’ that life throws at us, we learn from the moments that make us, in order to create moments that are strong. Life isn’t easy, by all means. Peoples lives are not set in stone, our lives are not a pre-told story. Travelling somewhere, could be anywhere. Life goes on, bring it on. We can either choose to take a path that seeks fulfilment, happiness and satisfaction but that is a hard road to take. It takes strength, strength to go through the worst and learn. This isn’t pity story either. You start weak to be strong that isn’t hard to understand. We also have our own personal standards that make us who we are. Me? Like I said I am Darren. I want to strive for the best character that I can be. Never do I want to lower myself, but sometimes ‘shit happens.’ When that shit happens I grow, I prosper. At this point of my life I am growing. Sometimes when the ‘shit happens,’ people stand and get the shit kicked out of them. I’m not one of those people. I am my king, one day ill achieve perfection. Perfection hey? Yes until the day I die I will strife to be the best person I can be, one day I will be perfect. Perfection isn’t easy. Perfection first takes the realisation that is must be earned and is valuable to life. It takes sacrifice to what we THINK is sometimes a good act, and knowing it is unhealthy. It takes strength and wisdom, to be able to call your own heart your home. To love yourself for who you are and what you stand for. This gives humanity strength. Veneer’s of vanity mean nothing to the perfect character. To be a good person, a good character trying to settle the bad traits inside of you takes courage, courage to leap into your mind and be your own person. Pie in the sky you say, are you sure about that? If you haven’t tried all of your life to be the best character possible, then you cannot answer such a question. By all means it’s possible, but it’s also hard. Majority of people in society do not hold good character, but to strife for it makes you different. So life please rain down as hard on me as you can, because I am strong, I will survive and be bigger, better, stronger and wiser. For, I am Darren. One day I will be the best character in the world. There will be no publicity, no superstardom, no ‘bullshit’ of that sort. There will only be admiring eyes, admiring eyes that too have seen the true beauty of striving for the best character they can attain. One day I will have a happy family, who too share the same values that I do. I pity the fool, but the fool seldom influences me. At times during my youth there may be instances where the fool sneaks in, and hey it has happened but I’m glad it happened now for I can learn. In life people are lucky to hear me talk, to share what I hold true and to be their friend. Never will I turn my back on someone in need, not even my worse enemy. It is simply not in my nature. I hope whoever reads this listens, but most likely most will laugh. But I am sure you will not be laughing last, if you take the dirty road you will simply exist. Be rich in your soul my friend, there is nothing to loose. You and I are amazing people. Many times, after having been rained upon I have learned to value my soul, to value Darren, the person I am. I am taking a chance on the other side because when I look around I do not see many people that value their lives. We were given life with or without God, we have one chance to live a beautiful life. So stand up, live happy and do what you feel is good. Listen to the words that wise people speak, what is the harm? Unfortunately you may be enjoying the temporary fun your having, you may think that makes you happy and when a wise person speaks you may not have fun. But do NOT mistake happiness for fun, they are different things, COMPLETELY. Happiness comes from true value of yourself, realising that you are beautiful and letting yourself hold yourself true. Let the heart you own, own you not the ego that creates a false security. When you let your ego takes over your life then you do live in a dream that is so far away. You are so far away from what you could be. Ego is never satisfied, you are always falling feeding off your ego. For the people that have told me I would amount to nothing, ill show you. For the people that laugh, laugh as hard as you can now because it is not going to last. An eye for an eye will make the whole world go blind. I am the king of me, no-one will ever take that away from me. My heart is mine and ever growing, it is going to stay that way. So, in the times when you think everything is going wrong, make the best of them. When it starts to go right, it will be even better and NEVER fear anything in life, physical or psychological. Dream, believe, succeed and achieve, nothing in life is impossible. Live for what you want, your life is in your hands to make it happen. Go travel the expanse of the world, but if you are not happy within your heart then nowhere will make you happy.
This blog will house MY opinions and philosophy. I will probably at times contradict myself, but that should let you think, and weigh up what you agree with. I believe you should never attach yourself completely to an idea that is foreign to you, but one should use a logical cherrypicker to create your own ideas! You are not blind nor a you a one way street.