Forgetting

We are inclined to construct a worldview, though we forget how young we actually are.

Fallout

Some declare all matters human, while others declare all matters alien. In a world of the deceased, extinction looms over our heads. We conjure up a reality, but without emotion attached we are detached so to speak. It's a relief to note that all has come and all will go. Essentially humans live as if they live today, but holding onto the past and future still till yesterday. Let's be honest, we have to be honest. We live on a planet, we do not believe in species more advanced somewhere else. We ignore even our fellow inhabitants. We are warlike. We live like we lived in the Bible. We don't allow ourselves the freedom to explore freedom. We explore slavery. We explore something, and on purpose. Some do not assume though. Some do not declare. We are not alone, yet we behave like we do. Our lives have become a reality apart from that which other animals know. They know what we don't. We cannot live through a reality that they do. We'd rather die. Some choose to. Humans can only find that which they are looking for. This is not real. This is imaginary. Someone is more advanced than we are. This is an artificial dimension, where we can no longer communicate with the worlds beyond. We have personalities, we have motives, we have arenas, we have our own selves. Where we go, some already know. It is true, many has thought like you do. Oh well, time goes by, we live a life similar to that of an ape and a kangaroo and a jackal. Sadly we mumble, like I do. But we believe it to not be the case. Think it through, we only do not believe. That means no salvation and no revelation.

Domain

When one considers the sheer amount of trials and errors humans have found and dismissed, then one notices how we as a species come to conclusions of salvation and permanency. We live our lives these days to never be satiated. We always seek the best for ourselves. The most normal and just. We conclude that our ends and our means can always be found. The mystery has lapsed away. We do not conform to the unjust and the abnormal. We select above others. We determine reality, and we excuse the supernatural. It is important to also state that a being that lives according to its own standards does not find itself free in any sense possible. It cannot discriminate but it does. We have to be careful. This may mean something. Suit and tie, we do not want to die. Everything is described. We all turn our backs away from that which is not ours to ever find. Who wants to be homeless? Who wants to be free? Who wants things to be free? Come on! Realize the truth! It's important that we stop justifying our ways as needed and required. Read it and weep. Weep and read it. Darn! This mode of transport has somehow placed upon me the need to realize that I may be wrong, and if I am wrong then everyone else is right! Why? Because I am not normal and not just. Simple truth possibly.

They create artificial spaces to enter the realism waiting outside. Computers are a good example.

Simply

You just have to be sure that stereotypes do not conclude you as you are. Dangerous, means? Duh! Watch out! So. I cannot be sure that it is easy to think like that. But philosophy wasn't invented so that people can quote it. All have to be analysed and only then new paths of glory and infamy will be found. Simple man. Redirect yourself away from that which you already know and know then what you still can know. It matters doesn't it? I think so. But, then again, all I see is coincidentiality. Duh! Simple huh? I suffocate on nobody. There is none that brings me down. They don't bother me anymore. I am free. I have achieved that by thinking differently about things. Not the utility of different words and sentences and oblique ideals and mannerisms confounded to the perfect clarity found in the everyday sane eccentric, and intellectual, and artist, and sophist. May I?

Manifesting Destiny

Dilemma of speech. Isolated response. Hermit values. Strange beliefs. Sour puss. Congratulations.

You made it to a world of no ideal and no motive. To require a state of mind and being is to denounce the true need imprisoned upon your sordid mind. It makes no sense I know. It's supposed to be an emulation of those stuck in a prison looking to escape to another cell. It's simple. You believe what you are meant to believe. You achieve that which you cannot achieve. You assume to pursue that which is natural. All things rely on some mode of transport of that which ultimately classifies you as human.

As stated before. You need to know yourself other than your current state of mind. The past is the reason why the present exists. Time has stood still. Your future lies in your present. You cannot escape that which ultimately binds you. You rely on that which you have learned. You try and improve and manufacture that which you have come to be. You perfect yourself completely. You are a perfect being. I am being sarcastic. I am not perfect therefor. I am a buffoon. Your values trump mine. People march for freedom. They have the right to do so, and not to be blasted by purple paint. They activate a belief within themselves that they are the minority. It's a report. Philip K. Dick was right. Personal policing exists. I am being personally policed. The strange book is called A Scanner Darkly. All things come from somewhere. The sub-consciousness of artistry. Dick said that we will ultimately be fashioned towards that which may in turn not be fashioned. We claim that he was wrong, that he was fictional. He wasn't. He spoke the truth. He reminded us of a world where we can never be alone. Where we, the domesticated, are trumped over by odds unknown. It's war and we believe it is peace. We can suffer and still be happy. We can manage and still fail or flounder. Big words, long essays. Poetry is retarded.

I am no longer part of an ideology. A-social behaviour is more liberating than listening to someone else. They are different. They want similarity. Be honest. Be kind. Be friend. Be mind. Come on, be clear, they know what I want. They know what I do. It's common day events. He needs to go to the bathroom or the toilet. It's simple. You discuss that which you know and do not know. Humans have come to abide by that which they cannot know. Indirectly ofcourse. No-one is stopping them from starting a fire. They all prounce gladly in the smoke that sets the world on fire. Burn the lies in your eyes. Conform to a words use. Rely on your instinct. Humans are bound by their own ego. They do not know the chimpanzee. They are inventing a technology which ultimately liberates humanity, because they have unconsciously realized that we are enslaved. Everything they do is to liberate. They will eventually know that their privacy invasion can be utilized for the greater good. But not that of chimpanzees. It's true. Puffadders and dogs and cats have food supplemented for them too. And they don't have to pay!

What are they (humans) complaining about? Not that I say there is nothing to complain about. It's just that they are a being and mind initiated collectively in the conspiracy that befell Earth with the foundation or founding of Monarchism. It's the Queens life or ours. Clearly. Darkly. Scanner. Minority. Report. VALIS. etc.

Expression

To dine on the meals of another is to impose slavery onto ourselves. The only true value that exists is contradiction. You must learn not to contradict. Not yourself only, but all things. It's an orchestra that plays to your life's tune. Be in key, perhaps it is a mystery. Say the least, make the worst. See how people respond. It's easy.

Description

Last night I came upon an idea. Whatever you read, see, or hear, you must analyse it further into its greatest lengths to find its source and its meaning for being. So when you read something for example, always be aware that a sentence can also paint a thousand words of your own doing. Perhaps that is what good writers intend.

Consolation

Anyone can be anything. Just ask George Orwell.

Finding fault

When you recognize things, be sure to note if they are of a consistent measurement and whether they have an implicated need to be a foreshadowing doom imprinted upon us all to intervene with our sceptic side or not. Most things, when one becomes accustomed to them, thrives amongst us like vermin on a broken dish platter filled with nonsense of matter and manner. They stick and they lick. Be against your sole judgement, humans have gone through this before. What is sought now, is something of a more acute state. Something to declare war on our senses, and drive us by the showrooms of a world to come. For sale so to speak. Ideas need not sell. It need not tell. It may be unknown to us, their meaning. We must conclude that all things are conclusive. We must free ourselves from that which we have come to know. We must come to know that which will free ourselves. It is too unimportant so to speak. We speak a language deemed necessary and fit for us to keep on keeping it on. We travel to lands unknown, and we call it that way still when we have moved through it once only. By the second time, or over a bran span of time, we have to come to know it as known. Seriously. We need to be able to allow ourselves the freedom to know that we may be incorrect in the nature of things. That our philosophers, theologians, scientists and sociologists have failed us. We must be assured about our uncertainty. Not in the way that was once bespoke by Socrates. No, we must be away from that which we already know, and do not know, and find that which is left to our minds naturally. What will a clear mind of symbolist notions find? Where does man find himself again without the ingrained factors instilled by our species and its history? Many will ask, but not from this series of expressions, but rather in their common day upbringings and ongoings, that the truth is something to find. But I say no! And many will probably also. Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit, and we know why, because it is understood. But it may also not be. Our lives have a different scope on all edges and fragments considered and constructed. We must not linger into that which we learn from others, we must live a life in solitude, and express ourselves perhaps even never. We must know our intellects boundaries, and we must salute its beginnings. Our creative sparks must also be considered. Why are we alive? And what has brought about life itself? Are these questions important? Why do we allow ourselves to even allow ourselves? What if we can be without that which we believe we can never be without? Enough squabbling. I do not hold the answers that I seek. That is why I question that which I speak.

Regression

Can one regress as a human being only doing menial and mundane tasks day-in day-out? I wonder sometimes what it's like to be a member of a conglomerate. A team member. One that actively adds his or her intentions and prowess to the fore. Let's guess alright. I guess it means something more than my life working on a minimum wage and still trying to resolve philosophical notions found in my mind. I am cultural, I am scientific, I am religious. Though I do not practice the current set trends and notions found in the present. A future age is upon us. Humans control each others notions. Scientifically I know only that which the ordinary layman knows. Religiously I do not practice religion. Though I am all those things. I also want to participate in scientific experiments. In cultural norms and notions. In the creation of the perfect setting. In solving philosophical streams of thought. I wonder though what it all means? I feel so distant yet so close to the truth. I feel like I am in a chamber larger than my mind can fathom. My being resolves things, but justification and verification does not exist. The social society, only delivers what it promises. Humans supporting each other. Able to talk to one another. Be friendly with their neighbours. Times are changing and have been changing all along. We now market ourselves freely. Free things are good things. Give me a hug. Poetry in motion. Surely I can be assured in my beliefs, but also realize the pitfalls of having any. There is so much to know and do, but all falling under the banner of the creations of you know who. Language.

Realization

One can write anything. One can believe anything. Our beliefs can be real even if they may sound false. How we perceive the world is perhaps the way the world perceives us. It wants to consume all forms of expression. Humans are limited beings with downfalls, inefficiencies and inconsistencies. We create our world, and all is according to it. We seek pleasure. We need things. What is considered may also be not considered. With such a variety of forms to exist, one may realize how false one exists. The moral of the story is that we live a life deemed fit, but we can even live a life unfit for us. So therefor we are free, but we may also be found in slavery. My words make less sense everyday. I live the wrong life, even if it is suitable to my needs. I feel incapable of expressing anything. My life seems out of control. I do not know how to resolve this inner conflict. I see the truth but cannot conceive of it in any other way. I have failed myself, but still believe in better days. It's weird. This blog is more of a diary, a supplement of my psyche. Words have the power to express such things. I am lost, and few dare to find me. I do not know how to express myself without sounding inappropriate and inconsistent and incapable. I fear for myself. My life lived away from the real. No one, or few understand it. Strange dilemma. Poetry in motion. Self-belief is not found, for my self is not believed in. Even by others. My routine expresses my mind and being. I will only be taken seriously when my life fits seriously in the realms of success and power. We all fail to submit our points of view as such. All a boring clinging to what we are best at. Our lives controlled. Still mumbling and never reaching a logical conclusion. Sad truth.

Chapter on chapters

I know I am right, but what do I do now? It is not to prove, it is not to answer, it is to consider that which we do not consider. We call ourselves free, but we allowed ourselves too much distress of numerous ways implicitly defined. We have constructed ourselves, and now we regress. We do not know how to deconstruct ourselves anymore. We are not even sure on how we have constructed ourselves up to this point in time and space. We are the result of an equation. We do not know the answers. We do not know the questions. We have to though. But we cannot because we refuse to. We have wandered too densely into that which is unknown, and now we are trying to find that which is known. We have lost our ways. We are now lost. We duplicate our senses into many. We deliver ourselves from evil and embrace our described form of happiness and socialization. We sit on the corner of streets begging or end up being worshipped. We now have a list of requirements. All fails the children. They are repressed. We do not know what they require. We do not know what they consider as an attire. We speak for them, they do not speak for us. We are adults, and they are still learning. They have to make due with what we have to offer. We have to offer only that which they can make due with. Or so to speak.

Consider it a mess, and then you will see who are the ones who transgress. They have imposed regression unto others, and the others have regressed in turn. They have started to alienate us all, and we have started to alienate each other. We follow in their footsteps. We believe in the game "catching up". We lose at this game. We are bad at it. They have requirements and a list of specified states to know exactly what there is to do for you and for others. You cannot compete, or will ever be able to. You are a failure. Human existence delivered its final blow. The end of enlightenment. The beginning of something new. We swear at it. We believe in it. We know only it. We do not know what to call it. Some call it culture, others call it movement, and some believe it is human nature. It is not. It is alien, for it alienates. Even just some of us. We must believe in the failure of democracy. Numbers cannot count. Something permits minorities to be oppressed and ignored. It is a failed state, and it is a state considered normal. It is not so. We have to do otherwise. Humans cannot tolerate tolerance. It must be extinguished from our minds. What we believe about ourselves does not show in the world of others. There are differences, and not just of opinion. We must make amends with that which we have lost. Our sanity, our intelligence, our fears, our expressions, our hopes, our dreams, our beliefs, our glories, our creativity. Everything has come to something, and something has come to everything. It is not so, we cannot believe that we have found it, or that it can be found, or that it will be found. Sadly we have transgressed.

Prologue

The title of this verse is to impose a view of strange implications found within the modes of existence inside human beings and minds.

To further our struggle is to notice its ends. When you can resolutely define your ends, then you can substantiate your means. To conquer lost territory is not to conquer new ones. To find the answers that you seek, is to know them already. When you search for questions, remember that they have answers. Only when you realize your true predicament in thought found floundering amongst social stigmas created to cease the days end. Then you possess the true spirit of the scientist, the philosopher, the theologian and the sociologist. Only then can you surprise yourself to that which is unknown. A sordid hemisphere filled with possibility and potentials unknown at first or at last. May we meet again, and find that which is sorely ours. The truth is ours to keep, and only once we have found the means to conjure up our ends then will we know that which is already known. The truth surprises us all, but it bears its meaning and significance upon us with greater clarity than was once thought. Be true onto you, and you will realize how easy it is to be false. Never stab a friend in the back, and rather make enemies than friends. Say goodbye to yesterday. Know this is your last. Remember the call of your awakening. Remember the folk outside mourning a dead relative and friend. Know that it takes existence to bring about a new reality and life. Anything is possible. Even remote cameras in the sky run by God himself. It is possible that we are all watched and tried to be understood. God may not even understand us. We change too drastically. We imply too much upon our verbal account of our legacy and history. It exists, for we do. But it may not if we don't. Some civilizations have gone before us, and are amongst us. We are not the only animal of social significance. We are not the only being aware of the fly and the octopus. We are not alone, and we dare believe we need friends, or be social, or need creeds, and demand wages. It is our course of destiny to realize our worth and those of others. But we fare not that well amongst the times past. Though many has come before, not so many will come after. We have stagnated towards its end and our implicit means is now to advertise its glory which is minimal so to speak. We speak too much and make too little sense. We dare declare one the victor and one the opposed. We submit to ways of speech to surrender our ways of none. Our lives are in our control, and it is that which sought out our sanity and found it amongst none. We are insane and we try to sleep. We do not doubt our senses, but our senses doubt us. We can never find peace, though we know it is there somewhere. Please regret to inform your neighbour on the fire burning inside your house, it is shameful.

To close off this segment. Realize your true worth and realize its simple downfalls. Worry about your hypocrisy and your contradictions. Free yourself from them. Know them. Know the means of the ends, and the ends of the means. Do not limit yourself to the human territory. Free yourself from them. Know them. Spend more time on freedom, and know its implications. Consider yourself fortunate, but do not believe that you are not cursed. You are or have been considered for destiny. It is true, you can be more than you. All the factors limit. Limit all the factors. Bring it to its end. Know your inabilities, do not measure it to be human though. Free yourself from them. Know them. Answer the question life poses, know reality follows, and existence will meet its end.

Reinvention

To state that one is of an original mind, is to accept that one may be portrayed as many by many. Only then will you find that the fact of the matter is that you are forever bound to yourself, and through that can you realize your ultimate potential. It is not to obey, it is not to portray. It is to be free in mind and being forever true to yourself, which you have to find. For you to find it, is for you to be sure that you have not found it. But once you found it, then all that you have found before is once again realized to be not of the self anyway, and has misled you to believe that a person is a person only because he or she is a person. Which is incorrect. A person may not be a person, and only then can one find that perhaps one ought to never be a person. One must learn to dissociate and never to associate. One is unique, and is forever bound by this notion. One may only live once, but in death you will last forever. It is not through remembrance that one is what one is. One may be a desolate being and mind unsure of what it is that you find. One may not be granted the capacity to find. The world is a cruel place, and those that are fortunate, are only so in the present. Remember that one has the freedom and the will to manufacture ones true motive in destiny. One is chosen for one is alive. What you do with it, is completely up to you. But one may not know this. So essentially we must be careful to believe that all falls under the same banner, and that all will be lost and forgotten without us. We must not control our mind and being. It must not control us. We must be free to find awakening and real virtue. We must speak in poetry. We must delve in simplicity. We must love all, and hate none. We must accept misfortune as a part of nature. Nature provides also to those misfortunate. Just because we are sane, doesn't mean we are normal. The norm is not our destiny.

To be sure. One must always realize ones own mind and being. Without implications and observations. One must be free in mind and being. One must not be controlled by what has come, and what is now, and what is coming. One must find ones own answers to ones own questions. The quest is simple. Liberate oneself from that which you have learned. Hold onto that which you had to learn. Know what it is that your mind and being has to find. Be true onto oneself. One only lives once, but is in death forever after. Perhaps one is now placed in a test or a program of will to see if one can ever be confirmed to have the means and ends to realize the true and the false. To know what is required and what is unrequired. This is your destiny, you have the means and ends to realize it fully. Why one was born, why one has this mind and being placed upon thee. Why one lives, and why one dies. What happens before birth and what happens after life. Simply put, is the grandest of glories not you? Why would you believe otherwise? Be true onto you, is all you have to do. Know this secret to unravel the greatest truth. One is God perhaps. Not only, but truly one of all minds and beings placed into one. Which God are you? Or which part of God are you? Are you the one that will forever be free, or are you the one placed into slavery? This is perhaps not relevant so to speak, but to know the mind of God, is to perhaps know the mind of you. That is it. God may not even exist, and perhaps does not. But a higher intelligence and creativity and therefor sanity and morality does exist. One has to find it. Communicate with it. Relate to it. Be friends with it. The Bible has some verses explaining this clearly. Why does the Bible contain these truths? Can we ever believe that someone or some group has been trying to tell us something other than what the Pastors and Pope has conveyed to us? Some of the same religious quality. Of the same philosophical notions. Of the same scientific and cultural grounds. Clearly this must be so, but what does this make out of thee? Construct the desire to be free is all I say. It is the only time when you will know that all is not there for you.

Truthfully, I feel this, I do not necessarily prove this. Sadly I speak from experience, and not from proof. Here's a quote from Erich Fromm in The Sane Society.

"In the dominant Western religious system, the love of God is essentially the same as the belief in God, in God’s existence, God’s justice, God’s love. The love of God is essentially a thought experience. In the Eastern religions and in mysticism, the love of God is an intense feeling experience of oneness, inseparably linked with the expression of this love in every act of living."

Imagine

You must just imagine that there is nothing that surrounds you. That you are alone. Only then will you realize how truly big the world is for you to explore.

This morning is not the same

You want to be allowed to speak any way you wish, but you get the feeling that people judge you on the ways you express yourself too much, and to such an extent too blatantly, for you to feel adequate for the job at hand to communicate and to relate. Many go to work even on the weekends, some stay at home to fend off a dirty hangover, you pass strangers by, wondering if they are the same like you, you are a specie on a planet, you ignore that others exist, they are your fellows, but you can never communicate with them, or relate with them, on a level that you do with your friends and family. Sometimes you wander through the world knowing there is something wrong with it. You want it to change. People realize themselves through the things they perceive. They perceive things a certain way. They think it has anything to do with them, and their senses. They condone welfarism. One day they will give food for free to unemployed persons and children at supermarkets. Homelessness will be fended off, people will be domesticated even more. We have to be this way to not be that way. We will forget our histories again, and move on into the future as if it's today, our last day. We do not know what they know, but we know we are better off. We are the way we want to be. We want to be the way we are. It is not so. We have to conform to a "norm". This morning is not the same because you realize as your life is different to others, that you are different to them. Even though you are the same species, you are not of the same world. This idea and ideal stretches as far as the mind can see. Yes it has its limits, and it has its ends. The beginning we saw only what we knew, and now is the same, though we think we think differently because things are different. We only believe them to be different because that is exactly how we thought in the beginning. This is not so. We have to be reminded on our true testimony to life, reality and existence. We cannot remind each other that we are not allowed to separate as a species. That we are not allowed to live our lives away from society. Society has bent itself everywhere on this planet, to prove it, simply, the Moon. We have made it that far, went even to Mars, and we believe that humans can find refuge from each other like some Buddhist Monk away from all others. It is not so. Even the planes are everywhere. A man alone, may become insane, but a man alone is not insane to himself, unless he is reminded that he is insane. Our true testimony to life, reality and existence, is that we have to make peace and say goodbye. The time has come for us to note that humans force everything and everyone onto the same boat. Let us not measure our lives in accordance to others, but hopefully find the quiet solitude required to attain enlightenment, and privacy, and freedom, and originality once more.

Opposition

To oppose an ideology one has to know its faults and inconsistencies. One has not to betray another strain of thought just to summarize the end of the ideology one opposes. No. One can merely construct it in the realms relating to it and not the ones opposing it. The one need not exist for the other to fail to exist.

The Beginning

I had a brief discussion with a person once that drew forth my attention into the realms of belief. He stated that there is an almighty being constantly watching over us. God in short. A higher power he called it. I immediately believed him, and considered him not an insane man, even though many do consider him as such for he is homeless and without any sorts under the governing light which we as a society label those as mad or insane and disturbed. For he hast not found refuge in our awakening, let him be gone into the stools of our executioners table, to be dealt with swiftly and honestly and without belief in consolation. Let him be aware of our magic and our science. Let him know of our potential and our upbringings. Let him know we reward ourselves better than he. And let him know that we are of the same and that he is not. He is a study field, we are the studiers. Let him know.

That's basically how you can summarize a situation at hand if you have delivered yourself free of beliefs, and have instead allowed the possibilities come forth that brings about a difference in ones life. I dare not state that the way one perceives regards in any manner ones true state. We are always alone, but sometimes connected with another, as stated before. But never will we know what it means to know, for we are not to know what we are to know without knowing all that there is to know. What there is to know is that one has to know all to know. Yet few people dare to believe in the Jack or the Joker, but instead the Ace and the King. Surely one cannot not believe a person based on what one knows about the world, for when one is dismissed as having an opinion of a different sorts, then one can actually be made to believe that one has no opinion at all, for we have allowed ourselves be governed solely by the opinions of others.

Reportage

One has to compel one forth to knowing injustice and justice. Only then will one see what is required and what is unrequired. What is believed and what is not believed. What is true and what is not true. This world is of a persons opinion, but a persons opinion is of this world. To know the life thereafter, of what comes at the moment of death, is to know the true verdict of ones own true destiny. Does God exist, and what does he have in store for me? That is the sole motivation behind this essay or blog. To know that which you are not allowed to know, and to know that which you are supposed to know. Branches of philosophies, and sciences, and cultures, and religions will also be discussed, as has been the case already.

Beliefs

A picture of an old friend has made me realize something about this person. Have they changed or have they always been the same? Are they sane or are they insane? Are they sure or are they unsure? These basic criteria can be determined temporarily aswell. A person can be briefly insane, or briefly unsure, or a person can be the same for a brief period of time and so forth. The basic point I have found through this coincidental observation, is that this person seems to grow inside themselves manufacturedly. They follow a step-by-step path of "personal growth". They want to grow. They consider that as growing. They believe life has become or has always been about this. I don't believe that humans ought to deny their feelings, but sometimes I do believe that their feelings are not their own, which is what is the most relevant point in the picture I saw. Does it make a difference whether that picture was taken or not? Why has that picture been taken? What did they think when that picture was taken, and also before it was taken, and after? Susan Sontag in On Photography briefly summarizes what I am trying to say. "So successful has been the camera's role in beautifying the world that photographs, rather than the world, have become the standard of the beautiful." and "The destiny of photography has taken it far beyond the role to which it was originally thought to be limited: to give more accurate reports on reality (including works of art). Photography is the reality; the real object is often experienced as a letdown."

Consideration

As this blog deals with the realms of belief humans attain throughout their lives, and how badly transformed it can be onto their own personal selves in the views of others, such as myself, the likelihood one comes to accept is whether these people are sane, as Erich Fromm has perfectly stated in The Sane Society. "Though they may fall under this category: It is naively assumed that the fact that the majority of people share certain ideas or feelings proves the validity of these ideas and feelings."

Psychodynamics

The basic definition of the term psychodynamics is: the interrelation of the unconscious and conscious mental and emotional forces that determine personality and motivation.

This blog deals with this phenomena that prescribes a certain response amongst ourselves and our environment which is automatically gained or manually ingrained. When one does yoga, one is a student of yoga. When one does not do yoga, one is either not a student of yoga, or someone ignorant of that connection, which is found solely in the relation one has to things to do, or not to do. Simply put, the personality of a person cannot be obtained by what they do, because they do not do many other things. The state of a persons mind can however distinguish what one is capable of, or not capable of, and perhaps also what one has considered, and what one refuses to consider, and what one does not consider. Clearly humans are defined by the fact that they are living entities, so the responsibility lies solely within them to define themselves according to the realms which psychodynamics has to offer. It has a lot to offer, and perhaps one can attain some perspective on ones mind and being, which will be dealt with in this blog, to obtain the necessary questions and answers required to perhaps find the perfect personality and motivation, which has nothing to do with anything other than the relationship one has to oneself. To regard a strand of conscious or unconscious strata found in ones everyday life, like the lives of movie-stars, and models, and rich bureaucrats etc., which one is coincidentally aware of, then one can perhaps be inclined to believe that their personality and motivation is not yours, so one cannot subscribe to believe that one is what one is by what one does, but rather one is what one is by what one is. "I think, therefor I am" can also be "I am, therefor I think".

The Sequel - Introduction

Hi everyone, I've been off-the-line from blogging for quite some time. So instead of re-opening the old blog I used to have which was called "Am I mad, or is the world?", I just decided to bring about this new blog for a different perspective on things, ala the sequel. Please check the links section aswell for other news. Thanks for tuning in. I hope you enjoy this continuous essay on a dilemma I am working on. The domestication of man, and in turn the domestication of other specimens, which may or may not have a devastating impact on the world and things to come. I will also be border-lining on a strand of psychodynamics which is to alter the foreshadowed glimpse of how man views himself and the world beyond, such as religious views, the political dogmas abound, cultural cults, and the one-sidedness of an animal trying to find peace within the means of its own inevitable death and extinction.

This is a personal blog, so many of the points of view shared, will not be shared by yourselves, so no harm intended. Alright? To get the show on the road, I hereby present the present in the eyes of Erich Fromm. "The fact that millions of people share the same mental pathology does not make these people sane."

See you on the flip-side.