A comment to Paul about Change

“The world fails more than it works.” you say.

I agree on that – failing has become our legacy and virtue…yet I wonder:

Can you “make” your own life work more than it fails…? Can you realize your real potential albeit the depressing and revolting general state of things? Cause in my question lies the Solution and Change everybody is looking for outwardly…

I said it earlier – you are a sum of All there is and the sum is you. When you bring about a real improvement within you, the whole Sum will instantly know and benefit from this. This entails that you heed my words now:

We can spend a lifetime whining about the world – we are indeed entitled to do this, but you know…ultimately it makes no difference to utter the “Present Truth”. Constantly considering the unpleasant deprives us of all our energy. We kind of get stuck into “present reality”. We simply have to make a mind switch changing our focus – from obsessively concentrating on the problem, to gradually giving all our unreserved attention to Solution.

The difference comes as each and everyone becomes a living example of how we want to live. We have to bring about a Sustainable Solution inside of us, in our present life – NOW…With other words, YOU AND ME HAVE TO INVENT ANOTHER “TRUTH”…We have to bring forth “another reality”…That´s kind of why are we here…Not at all easy, but we once took deliberately this challenge.

My best “advise” to you (and to myself too) is to come to grips with What Is the Real You. It is imperative to take the step into healing and bring soothing calm and joy into our life. Understand that you are the world, and again, when you improve, the world improves.

An overstatement?

The world – as it is just now – , doesn´t live, and what is worse, it doesn´t allow none of us to live, it has consciously or unconsciously declared war to life, to natural law and real sentiment. We have undone ourselves. The world lives in a veiled state of collective suicide.

Can we try together to confront this horrid and insidious reality, engage in a serious and honest dialogue about this, trying to unfold all these layers of Fear, Illusion and Delusion, which have brought us to the most disgusting existential drama ever fancied?

A letter to Paul about depression

What is depression at the end of the day? Why do we get depressed? Who is depressed really? You, me, or the world in general?

You see, these may seem superfluous questions, but they are not.

What kind of world do we live in when a 21-years-old youngster has – as you state – serious depression and is on heavy medication?

Whose crisis are we speaking about here…? Mine, yours, or the crisis of this age, which has turned its back to real Life and lives on total false and insane premises? You, me, each one of us is like a quote of this general present world illness, and that is the real issue we have to confront.

We are not feeling well, and we can say that it is each and everyone´s responsibility to heal and recover. But how can we recover when the world around us is utterly diseased? Suppose you are “healed”, but then you go out in the world and get sick again.

Do you realize that when taking medication to feel better, you try unconsciously to “mend” the world around you…?

What is the purpose of medication really…? What is medication trying to compensate?…Can medication substitute our lost humanity, our loss of love, meaning and direction…?

I never thought about this in this way, but it strikes me that Depression is ultimately Un-lived Life. When we don´t live we become ill – it may seem like an oversimplifying truth but so it is.

The world – as it is just now – , doesn´t live, and what is worse, it doesn´t allow none of us to live, it has consciously or unconsciously declared war to life, to natural law and real sentiment. We have undone ourselves. The world lives in a veiled state of collective suicide.

Everybody knows this, and yet we escape this predicament in every thinkable way.

There is nowhere you can turn for a mouthful of “fresh and real” life. And our soul, as it finds no way of expressing itself through natural living, becomes ill. This inner illness takes many manifestations. It is enough to look around with unbiased eyes att the increasing number of neurosis and uncommon diseases around.

Indeed I have this blatant feeling as I write now – THERE IS NOWHERE TO GO, everything is fucked up. Nothing real to do, other than partaking in a twisted idiotic farce, wherever you turn – be it Europe, America, Asia or whatever.

As it appears to me right now, the only valuable thing is to try to confront this horrid and insidious reality, engage in a serious and honest dialogue about this, trying to unfold all these layers of Fear Illusion and Delusion, which have brought us to the most disgusting existential drama ever fancied.