Kraft

It is always fascinating to read something that you have previously pondered and to see that many people think as one does. Some things are abstract. A lot of things are abstract....fuck it, everything is abstract. Let me share some of my reading:

"The sickness of being human is the sickness of wanting to be unique. Each of us tries to be the only One. Each one of us wants to regulate the universe so that it circles around us and around us alone. The idea that we are the same as all the rest of humanity and all beings is something which is almost impossible for us to accept."

"The only true way to know ourselves as the inviolate one is to accept the suffering that comes because we are not unique in the way we would like to be; that indeed we are ordinary in so many respects."

So come down to Earth

"How near the truth yet how far we seek. How near the truth indeed! Each one of us, from morning till night, is continuous flow of knowing, an unending symphony of knowing, a rising and falling of knowing. We are never out of knowing; it is always present."

So find for yourself.

"Even if we were given exactly what we think we are missing it would not be enough."

Never enough.

""What is the word "I"? We take it for granted and let it slip off the tongue without hesitation and with great frequency...To experience its strength, it is a good exercise to spend a few hours a day using the word "I" sparingly as possible, or even not at all. One feels as if one is giving up an addiction."

So lose yourself.
Only by finding self can one lose self.

Reality is in front of you. There is no other truth then the now. And what is the "now?" The "now" is now, now...now, NOW. There is no other truth. While other religions point the arrow away from you and toward someone else, Meditation and Zen, points the arrow directly at you. It is an independent act. There is no explanation for being enlightened. Only when knowing and accepting the emptiness/the nothingness of this world will we live a fearless, splendid life.

All anybody wants to do is talk about themselves. Sometimes you dont even notice it. I notice it. It's blaring obvious in you and i see it in myself as well. "I..." and my mental process tells me "there you go again." And so I shut up and listen to you rant and rant about yourself. But worry not, I am listening. I mean, whats wrong with continuously yapping about yourself? What else are we gonna talk about? others? pikachu?

I am just living out my own experiment.
It was just interesting to read.
...the psychology of things.