Their fears are alive…

They – as real human beings – are not.

She knew

She didn’t say a word.

Her presence said it all.

A break in Romania

So my friends,

Let me tell you that I am presently in Romania visiting my mother. I left Stockholm yesterday, needing a break from the limiting, frustrating and evil conformity with its constant absence of life, which is the everyday menu in Sweden.

So here I am, in my childhood city – Ploiesti. I have to confess that I wanted to take a well deserved break from Mirrors of Encounters too, but I just couldn’t keep these reflections away from being written down here.

This is an unfortunate valid truth everywhere, but something which you can flagrantly feel even more in this country :

Many people’s life is a frustrated constant struggle to survive. After so many years of reckless communism, they no longer know who they are. Due to a blatant lack of self-knowledge, they usually have no clarity, sense of order or understanding of the mechanics of Life. That’s the reason why, despite talent and ingenuity they fail mostly in whatever they enterprise. Failure has become some kind of virtue here.

It is evident – many are afraid to dream. ‘I am afraid to see how rich and irresistibly interesting life is.” Since many’s  knowledge of life is conditioned by the narrow frame of chaos and inertia of failure, they don’t trust that they can also succeed.

So they continue with what they know best : distrusting any new or healthy different way of looking at life, as if “different” doesn’t exist in the dictionary, they continue with the same mentality of suspicion and ill-founded fear,
all in all, due to a twisted and sick mentality, they are stuck in the obtuse identity of a loser.

A “loser” can never succeed, irrespective of the effort, hard work or ingenuity he puts in a project. It is evident that an unhealthy self-image, cannot be counteracted by any effort, talent or deliberateness.

Consequently, as long as Self Image is not going to be an individual and collective priority, most people’s life are going to remain a senseless struggle, a scary “shadow land”.

Who is dreaming?

This distinct sensation that I am awake but dreaming… Maybe I am being dreamed, but who is this Dreamer…?

Upside down

Even suffering is a form of “reversed happiness.”

This “twisted happiness”,
is the typical invention of the ego, which finds its success in problems, conflicts, dysfunction and disease…

Disease – the ultimate success of the ego.

A short encounter

A conversation in the plane from Athens to Paris :

“My boyfriend is a rather introverted person” she said. “Do you manage to communicate?”
I asked curiously …
“Oh yes, very well” she replied – “I talk for both of us ” 😀

Paraphrasing “the world is my will and respresentation”

Modern man:

The world is my will and my distortion. 😛