An older post of mine about Inspiration

Me:
“You challenge me to write at length…” I told her with a blink of an eye that
apparently didn´t get through.

She:
“No challenge…” she answered, “writing is not a competition friend…it is just art, pure and simple, an inner expression brought out for all to see through their own eyes.”

Me:
There was nothing but an innocent joke…really. Who can challenge the real creating process …?

Inspiration – as you know – is a fact.
CERTAIN PEOPLE OPEN DOORS BY THEIR MERE PRESENCE.
The resonance of a single word said at the right place…

When I said “you challenge me” I meant you might inspire me.

Opposites give birth to each other.
Color and the colorless, Night and Day are each other´s fulfilling complement,
swiftly following each other in perfect equilibrium, never struggling to annul each other – like humans do…

Imagine if people understood this grand and beautiful truth…

Where there is Happiness there is Presence

Only the unhappy impose, create conflict, create wars and affliction. Only the unhappy seeks to be right, seeks to find but never finds. Unhappiness creates disharmony, frustration, prejudice.

Absence is the attribute of the unhappy.

Where Happiness is Presence is.

A dialogue between Raunak and me

He:

It is indeed thought provoking and does take more than one reading to comprehend to a fair degree.
Many philosophies point towards letting go of ego to experience true joy. I agree with this thought as far as ego equals vanity.
But the moment these suggestions point towards one’s mind and direct people to aim towards thoughtlessness, I no longer agree.
The way out of pain and suffering is not trying to get rid of the “I”. This method is very difficult, if not completely impossible. The way towards bliss, according to me, is becoming more aware of the “I”, developing the knowledge to identify causes of emotions and becoming a witness to oneself. It does not lie in shunning desires, but in being able to identify the nature of these desires and master them.

That, which is natural cannot be discarded or prevented from occurring. Desires, vanity, ego, fear, love are natural emotions. Freeing oneself from them does not mean that one will never experience them. It means that when they do arise, one knows how to deal with them. Happiness lies in becoming a Master of our emotions, and not someone emotionless.

Me:

You see how easy is to “read in” things I never said.

I never mention in this post something about “emotionless” or “shunning desires” – on the contrary I claim that ego out of fear to lose control, doesn´t stand and hampers true desire and passion. .
That´s exactly what happens: that, which is natural IS either discarded or prevented by the ego from occurring – to put it bluntly – ego cannot stand “natural occuring”

If you “know” in advance how to “deal” with emotion, it means that we know nothing about being sponataneous, and in fact, are afraid of emotions, we are afraid of Life, as life is emotion, a totally unknown, sponteneous and unpredictable movement. .

As a final word in this comment:

Contrarary to what it is ubiquitously said – LOVE IS NOT EMOTION. Love is ineffable Presence.

He:

The final word is something I’m going to agree with

http://julienmatei.com/2012/09/18/what-is-living-a-dialogue-between-me-and-richard/

Back to real Presence

People are not alert, they are not mindful to this very moment; they neither listen nor see what is happening NOW. They live in a state of constant aloofness, always on the run to God knows where, always being somewhere else. They are strangers… even in their own life, strangers even to their bodies.

It is so sad. You may see the most good-looking girls, with all the blessed feminine attributes and alas…you look into their eyes, and you realize with awe that they are are not “at home”.
They´re totally uncomfortable in their bodies, they do not accept or know how to deal with their femininity; all their inner and outer attributes are more some kind of an ordeal to put up with, than something natural to enjoy.

It is a horrible nuisance to witness, but women have no real personality nowadys – as personality means presence – and what you see is “the same Vuitton girl” in all girls around. Speaking and behaving the same way, same cloths, same haircuts, same everything…Due to the fact that women have become so flat and neurotic, we all suffer becoming some kind of freaks.

Women behave like men and men like women. Woman deprived of femininity and man deprived of force and manhood.

People being so absent in their lives, you may wonder how can they ever learn or know something genuine, indeed, what kind of life can they have when they never touch anything for real…? Well, the bad news is they don´t have a real life, other than some kind of imaginary mise en scene.

They do all the “regular things” in life, yet always remaining in some kind of weird absent zone, always avoiding this present moment.

It is unbelievable. With these ghosts of people how can we ever speak of a real civilization? How can a culture deserve its name, when real Life is extinct, when everything is a blatant expression of absence and nothingness?

My aim and my concern here is this: we have to let our presence shine. This presence of ours needs to be so powerful in the here and now, so that it can be a living example and a guidance for everybody around to embrace. We have to try to bring people back home intro THEIR OWN PRESENCE.

Whether this is possible, I don´t know. But this is in my opinion, the most important and vital thing we can “strive after”.

The core of present reality

The story of modernity is this – the presence of an absence…

A thought for today

When you are totally aware of this present moment, you can´t ever possibly feel unhappy or depressed. It sort of means that both unhappiness and depression have to do with memory.

Our culture is build on memory. Unfulfillment means memory, every drama is memory as well.

Is there a drama in this very moment as you read this?

Imagine if there was no remebrance to remember…? Just presence…No “there and then” only here and now…

She knew

She didn’t say a word.

Her presence said it all.

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