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People must have communicated better in the olden days. How could Buddha have had hundreds of thousands of followers without using the internet, newspaper, television, radio, blogs and books? How did Muhammad? Jesus had only twelve, that's a realistic number of desciples; much more believeable.
But now-a-days, you have to wade through oceans of shit before you discover a single individual that resembles a free-thinker. Or at least someone willing to say something. Nobody seems to be able to express enlightenment anymore.
Maybe enlightenment is just a myth. We simply think of it as real because so many people believe it exists. But do they posess it? There has to be some way to exploit that weakness of mankind.
The evidence could be religion itself. Not quite a monopoly, but definitely posessing a loyal customer base. But that loyalty is derived from fear. Fear of eternal damnation, of secular exclusion, of retaliation for ancient crimes, or from parental disowning.
All those forces bind our spirits to religious slavery. Enlightenment should depend upon spiritual freedom, and that will never come in the form of dogmatic shackles. I call for a boycott of every single religion for the sake of our souls. Why should we accept slavery when only the past is what binds us?
Dostoevsky said that eventually people would strive to be born from an idea. I think that happiness and progress depends one whether the idea is the person's own. Once again the quest for originality reappears.
Tit for tat can be the most aggravating way to teach a person a lesson. Its even worse if you let the person know what you're doing. When you do, the other revolts against reason and acts from spite.
So the best tactic is to not let the other know any of your motives in behavior. This minimizes the chances of any negative backlash from the other in response to feeling manipulated.
Can this apply to the idea of God? Wouldn't it be in the best interest not to let people know they are being manipulated? If so then any discussion regarding the purpose of life is futile, for it would only be conjecture. This very analysis itself therefore is just an assumption and cannot be proveable one way or another. Alas another non-deterministic polynomial.
When you split a single photon of light with a beam-splitter in two directions and in each direction you place a photodetector, the closer of the two photodetectors will ALWAYS detect the photon. Each detector has a fifty percent chance of detecting the photon, but for some reason the photon knows in which direction the closer detector is located and when the beam splitter is encountered the photon chooses or is attracted to the direction of earliest detection. So this event of detection has a force. This is the force of consciousness and the universe favors this force above all others. The force of gravity governs the speed of time and size of space based upon the existense of matter and energy. But the force of consciousness governs the activity of matter and energy. Like gravity the force of consciousness can be multiplied. All that is needed to multiply the force of gravity is velocity and/or additional matter. Consciousness needs energy and feedback.
Novel Idea:
Start with my experience going to Tangiers Moracco. Have Katrina get kidnapped as I get shot and robbed and left for dead. An arab school teacher takes me in and nurses me from near death, through delerium, and to health.
I go back to the hotel where the people who regularly lived in the room where I stayed soled all my belongings. I get in touch with parents and have a long conversation about what had happened. I tell them I would try to get back home as soon as possible. I stay with the school teacher until I can get back on my feet.
I visit the U.S. Embassy where I have to wait to get issued a new passport which could take up to three weeks. I am showed a place where I could stay, a large room with rows of flimsy old military mattresses lined up with dozens of people wandering about. I relate this place to purgatory, and decide against stayiing there.
I go back with the school teacher. She helps me find a room to rent nearby with money sent by parents. I get accustomed to arab life and decide to stick around until I find my sister.
My parents protest and threaten to withhold money unless I come home and leave the investigation to the Moraccan authorities. The school teacher helps me get a job at the University teaching english.
From there it spawns off to my pursuits to discover where my sister is. I get close often, once a man admits to killing her.
Include conversations about Islam. The Koran, provided in the room, was the only book I had for a long time. I had nothing else to read until the job at the University.
Occasionally students would visit me in the library and talk about their interests in western culture. I eventually become indirectly involved in a movement led by students wanting to overturn the fundamentalist regime and support one based on tolerance and cooperation with others. The group supported by the students turns out to be just as abusive and oppressive as the other. The group is backed by companies and foreign organizations hoping to exploit the regime change for their own gain.
At the school I consistently find my privacy being intruded upon. Turns out the government of Moracco is investigating me, suspecting me of conspiring against the state. This is due to the student protestors that associate with me.
I force myself to remember my sins, with shame and agony... That is true repentance, not confessing them before some gossip hungry man dressed in black or spewing out some chants to honor an invisible force that is just as responsible for the transgression as the sinner. Repentence is a cross for one to bear throughout their lives. If the sins are insignificant then the cross will be quite tolerable and will eventually dissolve. But for me, memory guarantees a cross of redwood. At times I stand upon the cross to reach higher than I could've otherwise, but I never forget that my place is underneath it.
God is a residual hope from childhood... Why can't we accept that we are alone? Is man that much of a coward that he can't walk this path by himself?
Many are cowards by heredity. A seed passed from parent to child leaves them frightened into submission to a greater power. And when no greater power presents itself to take the the reigns of these cattle, the church, the state and the market pick up the slack while the cattle is none the wiser.
They all graze on, mooing and chewing while under the control of institutions created to keep them ignorant, obedient and hungry. And as each institution hones their skills of manipulation, the cattle lose more and more potential of ever becoming human.
The institutions rely upon the predictable deviants too maintain control. The predictable deviants aide the institution's efforts of instilling fear upon the cattle. By using violence these predictable deviants fill a role critical to the viabilty of the institutions, for without fear of the alternative the cattle wouldn't be so driven to remain a flock.
The media, under the influence of the combined force of the institutions, works to create a stark contrast between the predictable deviants and the institutions themselves. These predictable deviants are composed of criminals, terrorists, insurgents, and radical aggressors. All those people impose fear arbitrarily and often without intention, however, institutions work to maintain a ready, capable and consistent supply of members to this group, for without that group the need of the institutions becomes moot.
Without fear the cattle would be unhindered from discovering the abilities within themselves to maintain their own domain. Unfortunately the market encourages greed, while the church encourages fear and the state proposes the solution to the problems spawned from the latter by imposing restrictions upon the others. But while the state prohibits interaction amongst the two others, it allows the influence of each to positively effect decisions that enable the combined influence of each group upon the cattle.
Each institution is dependent upon the existence of the other, but each convince their respective devotees that their importance reigns supreme. Now each institution is comprised of either those of whom are influenced by each institution (church, state and market) or of fanatics that are willing to sacrifice to the extreme for the causes of their institution.
I've loved so hard for so long that sometimes I feel that all that's left is hate. But the hate burns out like a flash fire leaving smoldering ashes that get scattered by the winds. Even memories are left charred. That love that once was is replaced with a drier and darker contempt which is all there is to hold onto. Better to have nothing remaining. Better to leave only ash and dust, too weak, too insignificant to ever effect another. But that only results from explosion rather than a controlled fire. Containment allows for cultivation, to be cured by fire. Release can be satisfying, but not necessarily fulfilling. It is best to only explode the charred remains of the steady fire.
We waste these few precious moments we have to perform suspicious and imposed tasks, that we are not privileged to know either the meaning nor the motives, and still if we happen to summon the courage to object we are threatened with exile and shame; a risk worthy to those of pure heart and free mind. With every mistake, someone is responsible for its correction and the one responsible for the mistake, for the sake of good form and character, is oblidged to honor the one responsible for the correction, even if that person is partially responsible. The one in err must honor the other and submit to the latter's will. If this does not occur the dolt loses face, adorns shame and would likely loose the respect of contemporaries and peers, and in turn would be shunned. Indeed the correcter of the mistake would lose face if he or she maintains the same relationship after the mistaker fails to honor the correction. So one either must be willing to not act, or, under the circumstances where mistakes are made, must be willing to lose acquaintances in order to maintain any strength of character. Even friendships must be considered potentially expendable.
But now-a-days, you have to wade through oceans of shit before you discover a single individual that resembles a free-thinker. Or at least someone willing to say something. Nobody seems to be able to express enlightenment anymore.
Maybe enlightenment is just a myth. We simply think of it as real because so many people believe it exists. But do they posess it? There has to be some way to exploit that weakness of mankind.
The evidence could be religion itself. Not quite a monopoly, but definitely posessing a loyal customer base. But that loyalty is derived from fear. Fear of eternal damnation, of secular exclusion, of retaliation for ancient crimes, or from parental disowning.
All those forces bind our spirits to religious slavery. Enlightenment should depend upon spiritual freedom, and that will never come in the form of dogmatic shackles. I call for a boycott of every single religion for the sake of our souls. Why should we accept slavery when only the past is what binds us?
Dostoevsky said that eventually people would strive to be born from an idea. I think that happiness and progress depends one whether the idea is the person's own. Once again the quest for originality reappears.
Tit for tat can be the most aggravating way to teach a person a lesson. Its even worse if you let the person know what you're doing. When you do, the other revolts against reason and acts from spite.
So the best tactic is to not let the other know any of your motives in behavior. This minimizes the chances of any negative backlash from the other in response to feeling manipulated.
Can this apply to the idea of God? Wouldn't it be in the best interest not to let people know they are being manipulated? If so then any discussion regarding the purpose of life is futile, for it would only be conjecture. This very analysis itself therefore is just an assumption and cannot be proveable one way or another. Alas another non-deterministic polynomial.
When you split a single photon of light with a beam-splitter in two directions and in each direction you place a photodetector, the closer of the two photodetectors will ALWAYS detect the photon. Each detector has a fifty percent chance of detecting the photon, but for some reason the photon knows in which direction the closer detector is located and when the beam splitter is encountered the photon chooses or is attracted to the direction of earliest detection. So this event of detection has a force. This is the force of consciousness and the universe favors this force above all others. The force of gravity governs the speed of time and size of space based upon the existense of matter and energy. But the force of consciousness governs the activity of matter and energy. Like gravity the force of consciousness can be multiplied. All that is needed to multiply the force of gravity is velocity and/or additional matter. Consciousness needs energy and feedback.
Novel Idea:
Start with my experience going to Tangiers Moracco. Have Katrina get kidnapped as I get shot and robbed and left for dead. An arab school teacher takes me in and nurses me from near death, through delerium, and to health.
I go back to the hotel where the people who regularly lived in the room where I stayed soled all my belongings. I get in touch with parents and have a long conversation about what had happened. I tell them I would try to get back home as soon as possible. I stay with the school teacher until I can get back on my feet.
I visit the U.S. Embassy where I have to wait to get issued a new passport which could take up to three weeks. I am showed a place where I could stay, a large room with rows of flimsy old military mattresses lined up with dozens of people wandering about. I relate this place to purgatory, and decide against stayiing there.
I go back with the school teacher. She helps me find a room to rent nearby with money sent by parents. I get accustomed to arab life and decide to stick around until I find my sister.
My parents protest and threaten to withhold money unless I come home and leave the investigation to the Moraccan authorities. The school teacher helps me get a job at the University teaching english.
From there it spawns off to my pursuits to discover where my sister is. I get close often, once a man admits to killing her.
Include conversations about Islam. The Koran, provided in the room, was the only book I had for a long time. I had nothing else to read until the job at the University.
Occasionally students would visit me in the library and talk about their interests in western culture. I eventually become indirectly involved in a movement led by students wanting to overturn the fundamentalist regime and support one based on tolerance and cooperation with others. The group supported by the students turns out to be just as abusive and oppressive as the other. The group is backed by companies and foreign organizations hoping to exploit the regime change for their own gain.
At the school I consistently find my privacy being intruded upon. Turns out the government of Moracco is investigating me, suspecting me of conspiring against the state. This is due to the student protestors that associate with me.
I force myself to remember my sins, with shame and agony... That is true repentance, not confessing them before some gossip hungry man dressed in black or spewing out some chants to honor an invisible force that is just as responsible for the transgression as the sinner. Repentence is a cross for one to bear throughout their lives. If the sins are insignificant then the cross will be quite tolerable and will eventually dissolve. But for me, memory guarantees a cross of redwood. At times I stand upon the cross to reach higher than I could've otherwise, but I never forget that my place is underneath it.
God is a residual hope from childhood... Why can't we accept that we are alone? Is man that much of a coward that he can't walk this path by himself?
Many are cowards by heredity. A seed passed from parent to child leaves them frightened into submission to a greater power. And when no greater power presents itself to take the the reigns of these cattle, the church, the state and the market pick up the slack while the cattle is none the wiser.
They all graze on, mooing and chewing while under the control of institutions created to keep them ignorant, obedient and hungry. And as each institution hones their skills of manipulation, the cattle lose more and more potential of ever becoming human.
The institutions rely upon the predictable deviants too maintain control. The predictable deviants aide the institution's efforts of instilling fear upon the cattle. By using violence these predictable deviants fill a role critical to the viabilty of the institutions, for without fear of the alternative the cattle wouldn't be so driven to remain a flock.
The media, under the influence of the combined force of the institutions, works to create a stark contrast between the predictable deviants and the institutions themselves. These predictable deviants are composed of criminals, terrorists, insurgents, and radical aggressors. All those people impose fear arbitrarily and often without intention, however, institutions work to maintain a ready, capable and consistent supply of members to this group, for without that group the need of the institutions becomes moot.
Without fear the cattle would be unhindered from discovering the abilities within themselves to maintain their own domain. Unfortunately the market encourages greed, while the church encourages fear and the state proposes the solution to the problems spawned from the latter by imposing restrictions upon the others. But while the state prohibits interaction amongst the two others, it allows the influence of each to positively effect decisions that enable the combined influence of each group upon the cattle.
Each institution is dependent upon the existence of the other, but each convince their respective devotees that their importance reigns supreme. Now each institution is comprised of either those of whom are influenced by each institution (church, state and market) or of fanatics that are willing to sacrifice to the extreme for the causes of their institution.
I've loved so hard for so long that sometimes I feel that all that's left is hate. But the hate burns out like a flash fire leaving smoldering ashes that get scattered by the winds. Even memories are left charred. That love that once was is replaced with a drier and darker contempt which is all there is to hold onto. Better to have nothing remaining. Better to leave only ash and dust, too weak, too insignificant to ever effect another. But that only results from explosion rather than a controlled fire. Containment allows for cultivation, to be cured by fire. Release can be satisfying, but not necessarily fulfilling. It is best to only explode the charred remains of the steady fire.
We waste these few precious moments we have to perform suspicious and imposed tasks, that we are not privileged to know either the meaning nor the motives, and still if we happen to summon the courage to object we are threatened with exile and shame; a risk worthy to those of pure heart and free mind. With every mistake, someone is responsible for its correction and the one responsible for the mistake, for the sake of good form and character, is oblidged to honor the one responsible for the correction, even if that person is partially responsible. The one in err must honor the other and submit to the latter's will. If this does not occur the dolt loses face, adorns shame and would likely loose the respect of contemporaries and peers, and in turn would be shunned. Indeed the correcter of the mistake would lose face if he or she maintains the same relationship after the mistaker fails to honor the correction. So one either must be willing to not act, or, under the circumstances where mistakes are made, must be willing to lose acquaintances in order to maintain any strength of character. Even friendships must be considered potentially expendable.
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The misery of a non-believer is due to the conception that this gift of consciousness is unique only unto the state of the active human mind. They live in constant dread of the termination of the mind because they have no reason to think that anything other than a black nothing awaits them after death. So they live in that hell you described in your comment. I explain what I can about why that hell you described is only a mental construct... but I need more space so I'll make it a blog entry.
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