Tidal waves crashing abruptly into the rocks,
An aged Albatross maniatically works,
To bring doom and sorrow upon the lost,
The summoned joyful escapes like a fox.
Black clouds scourge the mind,
Fears blow like the wounded wind,
In the now there's the shield,
To defeat and reach the olive field.
The three-headed demons sing tonight,
Unchained, called to reduce the light,
Reptilian panters rejoice in fight,
To reduce any laugh in the near sight.
Ogre-like creatures how you you scream this night!
Torturing the mortal's judgement of good and bad!
Plunging souls into the endless bitterness,
Submerging bodies in the drown wilderness.
Of Sin you have made a home,
A thrill since you have come,
The rusty mill is the womb,
Just confusion as the coldest tomb.
No demon crawls tonight,
Merely the illusion of the one who cried,
Awaken now the pure Seer,
Recognizes the putrid fear.
A mirror is all that was, is and will be,
Open the gates and feel it be,
As the plateau's fog leaves,
Appear the greenest leaves
In the ignorance of the shadow,
Is born Fifteen the shallow,
Not knowing your own self,
Makes you believe a hundred tales.
Just one thing is to remember,
Awake to your reflection to be tender,
To yourself and to others,
To be both the lovers.
A mirror is all that was, is and will be,
No demon exists, that is the key.
You're only reflecting the fear,
That triumphant and in joy, you have to tear.
***Instead of creating anthropomorphic figures out of our own fears... Or to rationally justify absurdity, rather than escaping from the shadow, we must recognize it as such, merely an own reflection of ourselves, happily and in mindful emotion acceptance and victory will be reaped****
Online being offline,
In ignorance and anger,
Covered by the veil of compulsion,
The soul falls into repulsion
In darkness and silence,
The true nature rises,
Eyes wide open into the black,
To reality they come back.
Two weeks ago, during a lightness of being moment that could have been relaxing if I had taken it properly, but ended as one of those unbearable ones, I fell into the geekery of playing games online. One game is fun, the second is even more interesting, the third you OUGHT to win, the fourth in case you lose, becomes a suffering. Got to ask myself, why is it fun to play online? As stated above, once the person falls into the "cyber berserk" type of behaviour, he no longer plays for having fun, merely for winning, and upon losing, a sore loser takes upon him. Sad isn't it? Let's add to the fact that many games (like the one I was playing) offer awards for winning.. heck, even playing it costs some money (in my case, some paypal leftovers) so basically you keep playing, as long as the illusion of winning more persists, as long as you have some credit left. Not so different to a casino! A game disguised as intellectual, but with a rather big percentage of luck! It went all the way to absorb 7 days of this month! The mindfulness attained through smart choices of time, were being reversed by this, even anger appearing upon losing, was trying to manifest in reality. Having the mind flying somewhere far from here, I could have caused some kind of kitchen explosion by accidentally cooking something in a microwave with aluminum foil, luckily nothing got to happen. By then I had already noticed how this was affecting my concentration and calm, I wanted out of the game yet I had no success finding someone to exchange the "tix" I had left for some paypal credit once again, so I kept on playing some hours more.
As a nice synchronicity, something went wrong with the electric plant of my building causing not only this, but the entire street to go out of energy. It was an abrupt end to the game which produced me some anger initially as I had planned to enter a big tournament at 7 pm. First hour or so I was pissed off about this event, how we had been covered by darkness. Time went by, and with it the illusion that the electricity would be back within the same day, the desperation vanished and a sense of inner peace appeared. I could hear the neighbors being desperate talking to the janitor, mentioning how they would go out to cinema or some other plan since the service had not returned.
What would happen if one of those infamous solar flames cause a worldwide shortage of electricity? So many things in modern society depend upon this service. All commerce, most healthcare, preserving food. It's difficult to imagine nor desirable. Although when it is only for mere hours, half a day maximum, it can be a relieving an almost spiritual-like experience. Worth trying it once in a while! Turning off the lights and having as only light the solitary candle.
Perhaps the lights and sounds of society keep us blind, in a degrading motion trance, the real zombie apocalypse. In the neon lights we find the darkness of the mind, while in the darkness of nature we may find the light of the spirit.
Fortunately, the next day I found a buyer to take my remaining tix and go out of the game. All that was left was the feeling that many times we continue things not because we're enjoying them, but simply because habits and illusions can form in a matter of minutes.
Related to the help I was speaking about in the last article, I have been able to see and perceive once again how our world goes beyond the wall of rationality imposed to us that prevent us from achieving our inner potential. We live in a world where rationalism and scientism have become the worldwide religion. Something which in itself wouldn't be completely bad... if we lived in an unbiased world. However, we live in a world where terms and conditions change every single day, according to how the people ruling society want it.
During many centuries people had faith. Either in a god/God, magic, or something else, everything of which origin lies in the own self. Even though old paganism idolized external gods, they did recognize at least in an unconscious level, how these forces had a connection with the oneself, and the mind. Sure of course, during the middle ages this vastly degenerated until it became the faith on which you must believe in a God, but no matter how much you try, no matter how far you go, that God will be still far from you, far from what you are, and you are simply a sinner. Then came the humanism, later the illuminism and all this reverted.
The once man that was fully skeptic about his own power and had a blind faith upon what is above, became an insolent and arrogant creature, with 0 tolerance towards other species, 0 tolerance towards the planet in which he lives. And thus, the basis of the Industrial Era were founded.
Now, lets combine both the arrogance of the new man, with the characteristic laziness and procrastination of the Ego decades and we have as result a confused being! Sadly in the era in which we live, people have lost the capacity to investigate by themselves. In schools and universities research isn't even promulgated that much anymore, instead they impulse collective work, which isn't necessarily a bad thing, but in the lack of other skills, makes people co-dependent, not able to survive by their own as individuals.
With co-dependent humans comes the need for co-dependent views. The need for approval to accept a view. The need to know that a view is respected in order to accept it and share it. Unfortunately, most people blindly believe what the government, institutions, what those in charge of society say and do. In a world in which only value is to get as greedy as possible, we must rescue a free mind.
Specifically I want to speak about medicine, how allopathic modern medicine saves millions of lives daily, but at the same time does not let the individual heal from many "chronic" conditions that could be possibly cured through solving the inner conflicts. There's gigantic laboratories lobbying to stop better treatments coming out, naturally they do not want to lose all the billions they would if such technologies come out.
I have seen with my own eyes patients blindly following doctors advices without even researching a tiny bit by themselves. We must remember, that some decades ago the Tobacco industry was paying trillions to the medical institutions just in order for the latter defend and clear any possible implication of this product with harm to human health. The same situation is happening all over again with the dairy industry, despite uncountable links founded between dairy and disease, most doctors keep telling patients to keep drinking the "healthy milk". Going as far, as to say that is good for conditions such as GERD and gastritis. When in fact is only worsening all these conditions.
Modern science and medicine are necessary obviously, but they are mostly to cure what is already in a terrible condition. On the other hand, people should once again open their heart to the traditional and ancient medicine. Valuing once again the wise concepts of our ancestors, of the beginnings of civilization. One may think that all of this is dead, but well actually and thanks to globalization, all these "ancent ways" are more alive than ever before, spreading throughout the world. As long as you have will, you can find whatever you want; chi-kung, tai-chi chuan, Traditional Chinese Medicine, ayurveda, etc.
As I have clarified before, the Ancient Ways and Ancient ways of dealing with disease are more oriented towards preventing, rather than healing what has been affected already. So if you already have End Stage Kidney disease, a Diabetes history of many years, or such things, then you will naturally need to stick with the modern medicine, sure of course, being able to adopt some holistic principles ;)
However and most importantly, all disease is born in the mind. It later manifests physically. In this case being mindful while practicing compassion will liberate you from the dis-ease that lies in your mind.
Mindfulness being the key towards the peace of mind. In a world which overrates efficiency and puts it above tranquility, we've got to develop mindfulness otherwise we'll fall into the stress and depression. Mindfulness being the concept of elevating towards the level of art whatever we do. When we concentrate fully on the here and now, without thinking of the what if's... I want... I dream... just on the present, then we will naturally achieve a spontaneous joy. Sure it is much easier said than done (tell it to me xD) however we must endure to achieve this. If you're travelling back home in the metro, stop for a minute listening to your iPod, and listen instead to the music in the atmosphere... the music of every single day coming from all random sounds crashing together.
Compassion.... most people have a twisted concept about compassion. They believe it is more like a "bag of rocks you must carry" when actually compassion starts with yourself. Only through the act of having compassion towards yourself, of forgiving yourself, and most importantly loving yourself, is that you can develop compassion and love towards others. When we act as we do because of what society will think of us, when we are about other's opinion about us more than our own inner happiness, is that we're being cruel to ourselves. Stop for a minute and reevaluate your principles. Cruelty towards you will develop into disease.. both mental and physical, love will only generate more love.
Cruelty, darkness and coldness are the roots of a divided mind. Harmony, compassion and easiness will lead us towards tranquility.
My advice to everyone is to keep an open mind, and eyes wide open. Despite all the spider webs of deception out there designed to trap and hold you, there are still great things and iridescent ways of knowledge to achieve happiness. Mental disorders, mental sickness are in their origin, primarily, alerts of our nervous system that we "can't take it anymore and we're mad as hell" deep inside us. This might manifest as intrusive thoughts, intense nightmares, and if you let it degenerate... it can go truly bad.
Beliefs are nothing, just live, feel, and prove.. prove what is good for your being, and what is bad for it. Instead of being a blind sheep, be a rebel cat. There are millions of persons out there who have lost their independence to psychiatric drugs for example, of which in many cases aren't really needed. Such drugs are only holding back the person from resolving his inner conflict, stopping him from healing towards being integration. At the end of the day, who can be a better doctor to treat your symptoms than yourself?
"One has to know the size of one's stomach"
Friedrich Nietzsche, Ecce Homo
Sure of course, not to confuse with some kind of wicked Ego-delusion on which you falsely think no one but you holds the truths to the universe. As important as loving oneself, is to love others, being able to accept help when in need, being able to stop for a minute to here their opinions, and re-evaluate yours, if needed. We are the best doctor to our own being, but sometimes there comes the moment when we need a guide, that help us see and love ourselves once again.
From here derives the concept of Magister, Maistyr and finally Master, the one who holds a knowledge, a special degree in some discipline. The Doctor and Master were one and the same before, when they were simply called "Shaman" . It is highly important to recover this word, this meaning on our life, as I find vital to have such Teacher, Doctor of Soul, Master of Spirit, Shaman of Life in order to know ourselves better... Priest even.
Talking about guides and masters in our lives, I would like to finish this article with a short video about Chi Kung ... how to flow along the river of Chaos without getting sick on the process!
I haven't started QiGong as of yet, but have with Tai Chi Chuan since two weeks ago! A class every Thursday, while practicing the rest of the week (ideally in the park while its sunny) the movement given to me for those days. Even though I have merely started, I already feel results of energy rising, leading me towards mindfulness and a deeper state of tranquility through concentration.
With a new week coming, I'm looking forward to keep in touch with the world through my blog, even though I'll try to concentrate most of the emotional images revealed to me by the unconscious in another kind of work, of which I hope one day will see the light.
