Do we need to lie to ourselves in order to be happy?
She
“Man needs a dream, to put up with reality.” – Sigmund Freud”
Quite true, isn´t it?
Me:
Let´s replace “dream” with “lie”!
It may sound cynical, but just as everyone escapes reality seeking refuge in a dream – in an ideal with other words, which is a sham ultimately – reality has become unbearable.
No matter if Freud, or anyone else has said this – Woody Allen claims for instance that the only way to be happy is to lie to yourself – doesn´t make this statement less insidious.
To “put up with reality” means living in a perpetual distance to life, resisting what is, resisting yourself.
How can life be “easy” if we live in constant distance and resistance to It?
We deny this present moment for an uncertain dream – that´s what we ceaselessly do.
Eventually, resisting yourself means that you don´t want to know who you are – which is the case with most people.
She:
What is reality?… It is our perception of everything that surrounds us, something filtered through our emotions, sensations, way of thinking. Do we understand it correctly or distort it? – this is the problem.
Me:
“Reality” is undoubtedly our projection, which is usually unconscious. That is, conditioned and distorted. Distorted, because our fragmented perception can never understand the whole. Who is the fragment? The “I” of course, in its intrinsic nature.
So…
She:
So…either we ignore the wound or treat it…
Me:
Ignoring the wound means collective suicide.
Anything but easy task: to treat the separate ego of its madness.
However, if a few individuals understand the seriousness of this, and start “healing” – that is, having the courage to see the problem as such – then and only then can Change occur.
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I feel an inner urge to express what I see, to communicate and share with others all these impressions. Often the things I see are there, not yet manifest, but waiting... to be observed, talked about, and embraced.
These new insights need another approach, a more vivid curiosity...
Due to fear and prejudice we prefer to see only "the official" truth - but THE OFFICIAL TRUTH IS DEAD - being dead, it has nothing to give...
We can continue pretending Death is fascinating or... we can take the trouble to LIVE...
THE NEW has no definition yet...
Again, IT requires another "perception", the courage to apprehend everything differently, from a totally new angle, with new confidence and inquisitive touch. This blog is not about interesting concepts, it is about participation... finding new solutions, inspiration, togetherness.
Mirrors of Encounters 
Omul isi conditioneza fericirea de dorinte de tot felul. Nici nu obtine bine ce-si doreste ca deja vrea altceva mai costisitor, mai pretentios. Si uite asa , el nu mai are timp de odihna, de liniste, de relaxare… devine bolnav.
Am devenit sclavii propriei noastre fugi, nu-i asa?
Pentru ca asta spui:
Acest “a nu mai avea timp” inseamna escapism. Este evident ca omul “modern” fuge dintr-o iluzie in alta, adica se refugiaza constant si traieste “incoruptibil” intr-o idee fixa: Fuga de viata.
Fuga a devenit singurul lui raspuns. Singurul lui interes si activitate preponderenta. Orice ar intreprinde deriva din aceasta incapatinare inversunata; tot ce face este – nu-i asa? – o cuasi-actiune. Adica a se sustrage vietii – adica acestei clipe prezente, ca de la asta a pornit dialogul nostru. Si atunci nu e clar ca se fuge de odihna, de liniste, de relaxare, de tihna? De frumos…?
Nu numai ca devine bolnav, dar boala a ajuns sa fie virtute, da, ideal…. Sunt bolnav deci arat ca exist.
Ma impotrivesc vietii deci sunt…Distrug si devastez totul, sunt tare.
Uita-te in jur si vezi daca ce spun se pliaza pe “realitate”.
Si care ar fi definitia “fericirii” in conceptia ta ? Vad imprejur ce inseamna sa nu fii fericit.toata lumea stie teorie dar sta prost la practica… asa ca… 🙂
As vrea si eu o definitie simpla, ca la tara … Taranul roman manca slana cu pita si cu ceapa rosie si bea un pahar de tuica … oare era el fericit?
Vrem o definitie, o stratagema simpla, ceva care sa ne “salveze” de aceasta grea dilema a faptului ca nu traim. Ca nu suntem nici impacati, nici fericiti.
Exista o solutie viabila?…Putem sa aflam acum:
Eu am sugerat care este problema: greaua sarcina de a trata egoul separat in nebunia sa.
Dar acest lucru – ca de altfel nici-o definitie oricit de complexa – nu inseamna mare lucru daca nu confrontam direct aceasta realitate.
Raspunsul trebuie sa vina prin intermediul experientei tale. Ca sa obtii un raspuns real deci, trebuie sa ai curajul sa vezi si sa accepti problema nemijlocit, fara a incerca sa analizezi nefericirea, sa o justifici, sa incerci sa o “schimbi”, sa o compari – adica sa vezi daca “altii” sunt fericiti sau nu.
Nu-i deloc usor.
Dar crede-ma daca ai curajul sa stai cu ceea ce este fara a fugi, n-o sa mai nevoie de nici-o definitie.
Does it make sense?
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