Later can be fatal

Some days ago sitting at my favorite cafe, a friend came to my table with her father.

Utterly surreal, absurd and terrifying:
The guy took a nut and choked. Such heartbreaking agony. The ambulance came, the paramedic did his best to help out but guess what: the poor man died on the spot. Absolutely stupefying.

The moral of this?

Give up all meaningless mind games! All procrastination. All inane manipulation. Fuck “later”. Life is utterly frail and unpredictable:

LIVE NOW!…ONE SECOND LATER CAN BE TOO LATE….

To be dead and civilzed is not so civilized…

After all, I am becoming more and more uncivilized. Why?

Because civilization is Past irretrievably projecting itself into the Future.
Past sacrificing This Moment – Life – in order to ensure its survival. What is survival? Fear of now.

We therefore live in CONSTANT PROCRASTINATION, procrastination meaning escaping, resisting and struggling against this moment.

With other words:

Civilization is fear. Civilization steals your life. Crassly speaking, Man is dead, the system is alive.
Civilization lives due to your futile fear to live.

It is so simple or complicated: Either you recognize Life in this second and are alive,
or you are dead but civilized

Period

Do you catch it…or not?

Self-confidence is alertly relying on your immediate perception – it´s like catching a ball coming in full speed. If you wanna catch it, you just need to be there…awake and
un-prepared.

Life throws fast energy balls  – one second too early or too late and you don’t quite “make it”.

You usually don´t catch these balls cause you think too much. The more you think the worse confidence you have, as thinking means procrastination.

UNHAPPINESS IS FRUITLESS THINKING!
I´ve never seen an unhappy person having a good confidence…have you?

Not recognizing this unutterably quick soul and life movements,
you soon become like everybody else – outsourced and unhappy.

So here I throw you the ball – did you catch it?

A thought-provoking dialogue

Take a moment and read this! It can be rewarding: 😉

The reader:

And you would think that this post would have provoked at least one comment! I think liking posts is an easier method of showing appreciation. The lazy way. I’ve liked lots of your posts; they have resonated with me, gave me glimmers of inspiration, were thought-provoking etc. And I can be honest – I was being lazy and liking certain posts here and there and then thinking I would go back and reassess them based on their relevance according to how I was feeling that day. Then I would actually dive in for some dialogue. But that never took place because I got distracted and never referenced what I previously liked. And therefore I made commenting much more complicated in my head thus making it seem much more burdensome to actually do because my expectations were way out-of-place. Yes indeed. So I think if you’re striving to spark threads of communication then only being liked is not satisfactory enough.

I find it nice to be liked or I would like to replace liked with ‘appreciated’ on this platform. As I mentioned to you previously that my initial premise was to write a blog without readers thus I wouldn’t feel subconsciously obliged to present myself a certain way. But yes, that was very silly of me to assume this. Oh the verbosity.
So I would like to engage in some discussions. But the first word that comes to mind when I read this specific post was fairy dust. And that’s not to be rude, crass or funny, it just popped into my mind. This new magical awareness brings about images of unicorns as well. A princess fairytale game. I would not like that reality. I do sort of think if you started redefining words with alternate meanings it would make it even harder to awaken together. This specific post is too mystical and not quite on the same wavelength to where my current perception resides. I’m still trying to claim my personal interpretation of love. What is love for you? How do you currently define, re-define your perception? I am honestly quite exhausted and cannot be awakened just yet. My thoughts are not fluid. But I definitely want to know how you interpret love?

Me:

Thanks for your comment!

I am glad to know that many of my posts resonated with you. I like the way you put it: ”glimmers of inspiration” – it sounds great. Sometimes I manage to catch the
ever-fleeing essence, sometimes not – the outcome may be less convincing than the initial creative urge.

I always stress the importance of doing things right away. Procrastination is a real issue for most of us. We indulge in different kind of distractions, instead of following the fragile golden thread and acting here and now. When we escape the immediate urge, the simplest thing becomes a “complication in the head”, a burden, and as we missed the spontaneous moment, we feel ” way out-of-place.”

Consequently, it´s all about taking and recognizing the challenge of the moment and responding appropriately and unobtrusively. You say:

“This new magical awareness brings about images of unicorns as well. A princess fairytale game. I would not like that reality.”

It is so easy to stumble in semantics, isn´t it?…If we are to get some kind of clear picture, we somehow have to go either “behind” or “beyond” words. You are right though – I pondered a while whether to use or not “magic” in that particular context.

There is always the risk of falling into the trap of verbosity. That´s why I try to be as short and coherent in my posts, with the risk of falling into the trap of oversimplifying. I didn´t use a “New Magic Reality” refering to fairy tales or unicorns, God forbid ! 🙂 Like “love”, the word “magic” has lost its powerful initial sense, becoming some kind of “New Age babble”.

I am an artist and a poet above all. The term “magic” has a totally different meaning in my using it. It has some kind of “poetical approach.” I prefer Goethe´s and da Vinci´s idea of life, than all religious prattle or sensible scientific “so it is”.

To me, a switch of awareness is magic. Consciousness in its pure form is magic. Ultimately, in my experience, The Universe is more similar to a magic interplay of forces, than a Newtonian model. Quantum physics is a vivid evidence of what I am saying now.

Again, it is easy to miss the overpowering picture because of inherent language barriers and interpretations.

My question to you is: where does your current perception reside just now?

What exactly is exhausting you?

And further:…Can we through different points of view or comparison ever find out what Love is? Is Love – or Perception – a question of interpretation, something we can define or re-define?

I will venture – responding to your last question – to put in few words what Love is about: total self-oblivion.
That ineffable reality beyond opposites, which shuns all words or definitions.