Instantaneous living

This instant gratification that we strive for is damaging. It’s leading us to daily impatience due to our expectation, which is based on our ability to get more things done faster – thanks a great deal to technology. Although these things that have sprouted from our creative minds to fill a space to suit a task and improve it are great and wonderful, but it shouldn’t mean that we should adopt a motto of : ‘we have the ability, so therefore we must’. This attitude, I believe, is far more dangerous than we like to think.

Technology is at a place where things are being improved at a steady rate and because it is seen as helpful, our perception of these gadgets and abilities also shift with them. It is allowing us to accomplish more and more in less time and that eventually becomes standardized, setting the bar for the masses to follow. Doing more things in less time is great, but to what end?
When demands are constantly met, expectation no doubt eventually also creeps in. When there is a new breakthrough allowing for even more things to be done in even less time (which may eventually become the norm) expectation will also shift. It will get to the point where we demand the impossible out of people and due to our expectation of the ‘standard’  we will eventually make it impossible for ourselves to be human.

Add to this the fear of our mortality, our safety and thus our dependability on money. This creates an illusion of time. If this instantaneous obsession becomes the norm, then we begin to fear that we are running out of time. So we do more with gadgets that allow us to do still more in that time. Eventually we spend the majority of our waking life in a career we didn’t necessarily want, all to make some money to create a personal life we spend a fraction of time living. This pressure of the illusion of time causes stress in many people’s lives and that stress expresses itself  as discomfort and dis-ease in the human unit (both mentally, emotionally and physically), much of which is unnecessary.

We need to practice intelligent moderation and balance. Life is dynamic and is forever changing and we do need to move with it, but all in moderation. We need to show control and intelligent balance demands the greatest of control, for one needs to know when to make a willing sacrifice for the well-being of not only the single human unit, but for humanity in general.

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To my dearest Mamma…

Dearest Mamma…

You chose to leave us yesterday, Sunday 20th July, 2014 at 07:50. You left a gaping hole in our lives, your spirit filled so much and I hope that as time goes by, that we may hold on to that spirit because as you and I both know, that is the part that continues to live on.
I was lucky enough to say goodbye seven days before you became too weak to stay awake and I’m so thankful you got to hear me say the things I said. Somehow it just doesn’t seem enough and this is, as you know, my one outlet to express my thoughts.

I am so very proud of you; you were the incarnation of strength, courage, wisdom and kindness of heart. You displayed these qualities through your action and not just words, this made you my greatest teacher. You taught me what it truly means to love unconditionally and the importance of free-will and these things, among the myriads of other lessons you taught me, I will forever remember.
Some may say that your time with us was cut short, and indeed it may seem that way, but I also know you have earned this right to rest. You succeeded everything and more in this life and your spirit is no doubt needed elsewhere, and who am I to want to keep you here for the sake of my selfish wants? You taught me better than that. Even in the face of Death you demonstrated incredible courage and grace to a figure that too many fear.
You loved to laugh and saw the brighter things in life and I won’t let grief prevent me of honoring your spirit of life and love; so my thoughts of you are fond, light and full of unconditional love. I still see you and feel you everywhere and I have an incredible sense of happiness for you and that, Mamma, you thoroughly deserve.

So my dearest Mamma, I say one last goodbye to you. I am going to miss you terribly. Thank you for absolutely everything. I will celebrate your life and not mourn your not being here, you have earned this rest. I am so proud of you, I love and will always carry your light with me.

Rest in Peace Mamma, till we meet again…

 

I love you, always and forever XXX

Care so much so you don’t care at all…

I think you have to care and give a shit about something (or someone) so fucking much that you believe with every fiber in your being that you can only be that which you believe and know to be, through your day-to-day life with everyday deeds, to the point that what others believe is irrelevant to your being (unless you choose for it to be) and you start not unnecessarily concerning yourself with the opinions of others, and because you know yourself so well, you allow others to be what they want to believe themselves to be, because at the end of the day they are exactly like you – so incredibly unique and different, just like everybody else who ever existed…

 

We, the kaleidoscopes

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That is all we are I reckon.
All slightly different kaleidoscopes viewing various, distorted shapes of life.
I believe truth is the sum total.
Because our existence and reality is so subjective and our scope of higher-intelligent understanding is so narrow, we tend to collect little shards of truth through life via experiences.
At best we will get a slice –  A lesson of the sum total.

We then try with our conscious and subconscious effort to make sense of these shards of truth,
arranging them as we see fit and what makes sense to our subjective reality.
Due to the fact that at this point in our evolution we are so subjective and individually minded (and largely ego-centric, if you will) that we often forget that the next person experienced a different shard or slice of the sum total of truth to what you, or anyone else has.

As time goes on these collection of slices and shards take personal or subjective shape.
We are continuously shifting and moving pieces next to one another and it often seems random and abstract, because we often don’t get to experience the various wholes of the truth in one life time, but it is no less beautiful.
This kaleidoscope of mismatched, disjointed and Subjective-abstract truth looks incredible.
Full of various colours and shapes and each kaleidoscope sees a different distortion of truth.

As beautiful and entertaining as the expression of each kaleidoscope is, we must bear in mind that it is an illusion and often the real truth lies outside the scope of the kaleidoscope.
Perhaps if we were consciously and willingly to shift our perception and challenge and add to the shards we have each collected, we could put down the kaleidoscope and see reality for what it really is.

So what is my point?
We are individual entities and expressions of truth. We evolve into an individual personality, but it will get to the point where intelligence evolves too. Hopefully at that point more and more will realize with a conscious intelligence that we are individuals part of the sum total, just like we ourselves, on an individual level, are the sum total of our experiences of truth.

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18 Hours

It’s 07:39 on Monday morning. I’m standing in my kitchen because that is the only place wi-fi seems to work. I have just realized Christmas is done – Along with opening presents, good-will and cheer. The faces of the new year are slowly taking shape. It’s almost as if the dawning of stress from days that are yet to come have inverted the festive cheer and slightly twisted some people’s smiles. This year has been crazy; filled to the brim with dualities and I can’t help but reflect on the significance of some of the things I have observed, experienced and learned. For Christmas I got my notebook to scribble down my thoughts, and over the past two days I have been reflecting and scribbling. This is my final post for this year, 2013. This is me letting go and appreciating all the year had to offer. This year went by so fast – in a blink of an eye, but I learned my lessons. Enjoy the hours that are left in this year and allow me to share how I saw these past months…

18 Hours

1.
I saw ideas grow like trees;
giving breath to life and support to the living.

2.
I saw life as an ocean and myself as a library.
I saw the new year as a sunrise
but at the time I was too asleep to appreciate it.

3.
I witnessed intentions like a flame igniting wicks.
I also saw careless flames melt candles and set fire to curtains
reducing mansions to dying cinders,
but sometimes tears are stronger than fire
lifting the Phoenix from out our ashes.

4.
I learned angels can sometimes fall
and humans are able to carry them.

5.
I realized will is stronger than cancer
and souls are brighter than the shadows of love.

6.
I found expression was a direct telephone line to God;
He doesn’t speak human – so many hang-up –
but I find myself on the phone more often.

7.
I learned drum beats do more than keep melodies together
they are universes themselves
and they are waiting to be painted.

8.
I discovered how to let roses be
and how to appreciate them;
thorns and all,
because they don’t have to be plucked to be admired.

9.
I learned grey skies can block out the sun
but the rain it sometimes brings can cleanse the heaviness of souls.

10.
I discovered a half glass of water can eventually become the heaviest of burdens
and all I had to do was put it down.

11.
There were times I felt like Atlas
struggling to hold up the celestial sphere
but I saw angels and their wings beating for my heart
and the world didn’t seem so heavy.

12.
My heart was an actor
it played the role of a mirror.
Love was the sharpest of arrows and when it was released
it shattered my mirror into a thousand different pieces.
But I realized it still reflected and as I leaned in over the floor where it lay –
I found myself.

13.
I struggled to find the keys to unlock this cage
and when I found it,
I left its doors wide open,
even though the wind sometimes blows it closed.

14.
I saw expectation murder hope.
I forgave it and let it go.
My hope still lives from beyond the grave
like a ghost haunting my life.

15.
I saw egos as gardens and learned:
Some humans keep them tidy and beautiful,
others don’t.

16.
I saw words as more than merely letters
and sentences more than these words.
They were ancient pin pricks of light
like stars piercing the blanket of night,
making it more than just heavy but beautiful too.

17.
I observed seasons in everything;
from harsh stormy winters to beautiful lush summers
and depending where one is located in life,
we sometimes see winters all year-long.

18.
I felt this year was a day.
Every two hours – a month.
I slept for at least six of those hours,
but I’m awake now.
I saw the hours for what they were
and now I await for a beautiful sunrise.

 

Wishing you ALL a happy safe New Year. Although your year may have been incredibly shite, reflect on what you have experienced and hopefully you can take away something positive from the negative. Remember that truth is a bigger duality and we are often too small to see it, we get glimpses and slices which we see as good or bad. There is no right and wrong, only lessons and I do hope you have all learned yours. All the best for 2014.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Right of admission reserved.

Be a metaphor today. Be something more than just a human.

Today I am the universe’s smallest library, continuously looking for new material.
There is no copyright in my library, but you should always respect the books. It is impossible to steal them, but you are encouraged to use the photocopier. Take the copies to your library and keep your edited books and encouraged piracy there. Do not leave an unnecessary mess and do not create an unnecessary disturbance in my library. I will always clean up the mess, but you shall not be permitted to enter again. Today I am a library and if you so choose, you may pick out any book to read. But who these days truly has the time and patience to read entire books? Right of admission reserved.

What are you today?