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Palaces of harmony

Today during a session of windsurfing, I looked upwards and long above was the top of the mast. But seemingly by the infinite were the clouds in the sky. I feel certain that all my concerns floated away into space in that moment as my mind shifted to include this vastness. It was a strange feeling, once you notice it, but truth is, such phenomena is, at least in my own experience quite common. It happens anytime your mind looks at the unseen horizon. But once this happens, the concerns are suddenly merely two small fish in an ocean of mind. Isn't it funny in this life, that we are easily taught to think, that we as a species have achieved much, when the mind that knows nothing of nothing, would so easily point out a finger and ask, why is there so much suffering there? Or why the domineering culture knows so little of love? So far we have come!, Is the cry from the prestigious. And who would be so un-prestigious as to deny that? Who would wear that big orange hat of shame. When the prestigious tells us, the marvelous achievements in the wake of our direction. What would we do, if the highest reached down in ways that could not be fought with bullets and human lives, and told us that which we all deep down know to be true, that we are doing terribly. That we have let ourselves corrupt, each and every one of us sold out in the one divine task we were set here on earth to complete, to defy the earthiest of the earthliest: to defy fear of death. And if that which binds us to earth is not unbound, how could we even suppose the ascending winds could carry us upwards into some heaven? Imagine even that civilization, that had far surpassed the border of mind that is the fear of death. Imagine their palaces of harmony, their songs of love and ecstasy, imagine their simple genius. It is, as the brush paints the image, in no way entangled in technology and science, no it is much rather one of colors, simplicity, nakedness, one of beauty and ecstasy. There are no bankers, no politicians, no limits and law, this we know. It is a place of absolute effortlessness - not self control. We all know this when our thought is pure, if we do not know this, the situation is direr than I thought. Theres a tongue twister for ya.. Yet why do we hesitate on moving the right way? Can we really proceed to be so astounded by german automobiles, golfing outfits, the taste behaviors of the Barolo wine, how real men drinks, the naked female body and the act of intercourse? Ugliness is disharmony of the visual, why do we not follow beauty? Who has ever known of aesthetics talking well of politics, laws or money? The aesthetics tells no lies of glory in compromise, in spending the majority of waking life in an office and on the couch. No, aesthetics, has always advised against such things. Advised against self restraint and submissiveness. Advised us to follow our hearts, for good as well as bad. Aesthetics speaks of the highest as, simple, effortless, free and beautiful.. The direction is clear and always has, why do we not follow? It is so simple, Lets go! The time to hesitate is through! Its fun time from here! Fun time right around the corner! And that will not be a lie.

#writing #writer #writers #philosphy

Love absorbs the mind, it becomes the focus while the self and all its circular striving for survival and the avoidance of pain becomes irrelevant. The ego dies and the mind rests in the love, and remains in that rest if the love is unconditional. The mind has cured its own obsession with survival, it has ascended and become more than just the mind of an animal.

#philosophy #love #shakespeare

Elaborating on the motion of eternal resignation.

#philosophy #søren kierkegaard #eternal resignation

In Writing

I find no words today. My attention span is shut. I am stuck within the elements. My free will have diminished while the gray clouds above arrived. It is beyond my knowledge what makes me link these things. I dare not think about what use my writing is. Or how good it is, because I am unfortunately very sure that thinking about that will completely bring this train of thought to a halt. I will not critique any of it until I am finished with the piece. I am drawing it up. But I feel a need for colors, some green, some blue. Oh no, I am starting to critique these words after all. It is really something that takes a minds upmost attention, to not think much about the work I am doing. If it is good or not. Because I am used to being economic with the thought processes. It is most likely because I know the depths of computer systems that I have replicated such, processing economy in my own brain. But it is such a wrong thing to do. It is so naive to think the mind is as simple as that. Our lives are filled with paradoxes and it seems to me completely absurd that it should be a purely, 1 dimensioned rational world. It is simply not possible. I am able myself, by own will, to expand my mind into the infinite. What it means I am not quite sure. I cannot see where my mind stretches, I cannot touch the surroundings, but I can feel, that my mind goes, expands, stretches itself into the infinite and it is sort of a relief. The same sort of relief sensation you experience when stretching your body. Surely this must be the lost piece. This writing is assumably so bad, so boring, so completely without relevance to anything that I will have to get rid of it afterwards. And yet, why economizing? I stretch my mind into the infinite and thus what I have is endless thought processing. Untiring. It is better that I should be sitting here writing with a happy mindset. I am after all doing something that I really like. Something that I enjoy quite a lot, especially at certain moments. I really like the flow of it.. Writing, if you suddenly find yourself inside some sort of flow… It must be the same sensation that the great athletes describe when they pull their most spectacular moments. And yet this may not at all be a spectacular moment. But I am quite sure that I am learning something from it. Silently programming myself to be even happier in writing. Silently exposing my genius in writing. And for what shouldn't I do that? My only hinderance, is that I doubt myself. Well I previously did. I am more inclined to believe in myself now. I am slowly learning myself the to reprogram my mind into being very effective about everything… Ahh there, I relax a bit more. This is nice. I am now all relaxed at the same time as producing an awful lot of words. I don't know why I should be insecure at all about writing, It is something that has always come easy for me. I was always quite good at expressing it the way society seemed to like it the most.. Which is in some sort of baby language, similar to what I use now.. Where facts is announced, over and over again without much room for time consuming painting of visual imagery. I like that by the way. Visual imagery is so cool.. When described nicely. A hill over a green meadow. The straws of the long grass whispering songs of great sorrow, as the wind whistles its soft violin. I see this mount. It is a burial mount in Denmark. With maybe 5 large stones with runes on top, marking the grave. It is probably my own grave. Some hundreds years ago. I really feel inclined to speculate in ways of the absurd as I can see the slavery of the sort of rationalizing that we live in these days. Do people not see, that the more they intangible themselves in the world of matter, the further they get from the imaginary world by which they can do everything? Why do they always insist on ignoring the mind? I wonder that over and over.. I can only conclude that it is something to do with greed and power. Oh, now the movie is starting.

#writing #mindless behavior #flow #writer #writers

#eternal resignation #ego

abstract reasoning

Saying abstract reasoning has no use is like saying the same thing about imaginary numbers.

Why I don't want to get a job

You become what you eat, eating chicken makes you overreactive, uneasy and ungrounded. Beef makes you big, strong, slow, lazy, heavy and a coward. Pork makes you unhygienic, fat, greedy, bald, selfish and clever. Veggies are better, unafraid, firm, and in great harmony. You look like what you eat, the Dane and the German of pork and beef: large, pinkish, bald. The american of beef: huge, slow, strong and a bit of a brute. The asian of chicken and veggies: small, slender, weak but harmonious. You eat sick and medicated animals, you become a sick and medicated individual. I apologize if I abandon you here, dear reader, as the truthfulness of the above is to me entirely irrelevant, due to the following: At the event of an idea, even an idea as the above, an idea that explains a tendency, it seems, that the more you entertain it, it will continue to gain weight until it starts to solidify in actual reality. If it does not do so, it is arguably simply due to another idea, the counter idea, the idea that the first idea wasn't true, is gaining weight quicker (solidifying quicker). One idea would likely solidify quickest, if it exists closer to the sphere of reality that currently absorbs the perceiver, closest to the perceived truth of the individual. I am allowing for the presumption of course, that there is a tendency in most individuals to entertain the ideas one understands. And as such follows that ideas that are furthest from our reality is often out-shined by its counter idea. In such a way, an individual frightened of uncertainties, may be highly stationary in its sphere of reality compared to the one who is unafraid. If we let ourself absorb once more by the idea that you become what you eat, we can now facilitate this argument when looking at studies claiming the human need for meat. Originated as an idea, presumable by a meat eater, the idea of course is that meat is a necessary part of the diet for any human being. This idea gained weight and solidified in a study, becoming a group of human beings, testing test subjects whom by sheer chance (the solidifying of an idea), a majority was dependent on meat, according to the likely biased idea of reason pointing to dependence. Where as in another sphere of reality, research may reveal the opposite, from a group of test subjects from which the majority happens to have ancestors with little carnivores tendencies and thus allowing for a healthy diet without meat. Dear reader, I hope not to abandon you again, as this reasoning and the validity of it, again, is entirely irrelevant yet due to my point, the argument of the solidifying idea. That any idea may grow, the more effort you put in it, your point of view, the foundation of your reality may shift while the idea solidifies, but the point is it keeps solidifying the more effort you put into it. TV gives a very uniform set of ideas that form a shared reality, yet very restrictive, in the ways of dealing with other dimensions of reasoning, abstract reasoning, in which realm it would seem my very point lies within. Of course this is an idea once again and as one must come to realize, the point of the solidifying idea, when one plays with it, must invalidate every single truth (Except one), even itself. Let us assume that this idea, this thought is valid, despite of its invalidation of itself (justifiable as the idea of invalidation, must also be invalid), there will be an infinite ways to reason why an event came into place. Who you are, is suddenly what ideas you live by. Some individuals are thinking very deeply, darkly, and heavily, complicating too much, about everything, spending excessive energy on something that could be past much quicker and lighter. Following this reasoning, one is almost inclined to conclude that every moment is interpretable as heaven or hell, just as one choose. It is for me, so far impossible to disprove and therefore I feel inclined to entertain the idea of living a perfect terrestrial paradise, rather than applying for a job.

(Perhaps eating dolphins and lions should prove beneficial?)

#philosophy #work

Do you ever just close your eyes and feel the infinite?

#infinite #infinity

I see people scorched endlessly by the flames of their own fear and self control in their own little convenient hell Too scared to move Too proud to ascent Too unimaginative to see heaven

Their eternal excuse: As do everyone else

They avoid greatness They say its nothing but luck

Lords of the dull Evermore drunk on details

#Poems #poem #poetry #dull life

I (An introduction)

I once Long time ago Sacrificed my individual to become the ordinary I felt safe And everyone around would confirm, verify that what I did was right But somehow I never managed to believe me I broke off I broke with a profitable trade For three years wandering three strange lands of the sun When I found the lost within

Now I have returned penniless and unwilling still to assume my post in the ordinary. Now no one confirms Except: I

#poem #poems #poetry

#trippy #graffiti #urban #psychedelic #photography

At the moment of writing reality is at its strangest a wild flourish of joy love and paranoia The sun paints lines at an angle obscure Its children in the bright crystals People, parents reflects one single personality, one face A joyful childish face so full of wonder and curiosity Vulnerable and excused. Any movement reveals all The eternal at arms reach beneath the stars it always was always is Part 2: And in the next moment a descent into the dirt to purify even further before a rise even greater (But) The night is clever it wears itself as a cloak It reasons well, tells you not to be strong Yet all this is its heartbeat to which one must call forth the dawn

------ They removed the brain of the dead pharaoh to sever the ties to this reality

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