Regressing is a form of incorporating the past into the present. Altering the future, until it ceases to exist. This is the day that never comes. The ironic and bitter twist of existence. Suddenly. Without warning. Switched off. Will Smith doesn’t win another Academy Award. Instead, even his greatest fans will disappear. No heaven. No new dimension to explore. None of it being in a state of reality, or some logical conclusion to an illogical situation. The state of affairs, matter least, if one were to behold the truth as substantial evidence of permanency. Additions: The concept of propaganda giving leverage to certain individuals, for the sake of honour, or policy driven political swivel. In essence, man must subordinate himself to fit in the vacuum that fits him only, or that which he grows into. He processes his life according to a specific path of domestication. According to speculation he fulfils his life through performing monotonous activities repeatedly. For eternity...
This is something I have started, and perhaps will never fully complete: a fools wish come true… by me, and you, and the entire human disgrace... t he next step is now… ( s ome questions asked, and some answers to come – this is not a complete list, or should ever be) Question 1: Can one of a certain “nature” be part of another type of “nature”? For this question to be answered, one has to be aware of what nature is, or what is being meant by the term nature, and perhaps then only, one can become aware of what the nature is of the self, or in Buddhist terms, rather, the SELF , trying to answer this question asked. So let’s begin shall we...but with a road map, and not a specific direction, or route to follow. Let’s see if we can realize, or answer, and come to terms with what is being said, thought, and practiced. Unfortunately not in a linear, or academic way, or path, but in a natural thought trend unobstructed by illogical, or motivational rituals created...
The beginning... We all assume that we are one with the world. A being not separate to its laws, and consequences. A being alone amongst giants of itself. Our saviours are humans salvaged by the gods. We know that there is truth, yet we do not believe it to be solely it. We move in a direction taught to us, and we conjure up an identity which we relate too and the world. Succeeding in removing identity (ID) from our lives is not such a bad idea, if we were to assume that identity is merely a placeholder. An exception to being suffocated to death on one’s death bed by the gods themselves. For they seek their saviour, and us also them. To assume identity is life within itself and not an outside spectacle enforced. It is to some degree only relative to what we assume what life is. I realized not too long ago, that I am more me than I am supposed to be. For me to relate to humans more, does not make me a nicer person. Perhaps I understand t...
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