DWB the parallels between this and my recent stint of mental
conservation is disturbing to say the least. Though it was tension
headaches and weeks of ringing in the inner ear(s) that was the last
straw. Boundaries make the assumptions/schools of others obvious, it
does indeed open up a new world to think like a hacker/engineer of sorts
about the 'why not?' and 'what if?'. Innovation seems to happen as much
within the mind as the materials in hand. These virtues are tantamount
to the healthy evolution of society and individuals. The lie of
conservation (?) is about convenience, an ounce of doctrine is worth a
pound of brow-beating, the desired result is a predictable and
controlled status quo.
On 7/10/2010 10:29 AM, DarkwaterBlight wrote:
'we are unattached to the realities of limitation, we imagine
possibility, and move ourselves to that state wholeheartedly. This
can create our experience'
Yes Molly, this is what I was getting at! I guess society wants us to
believe that the Conservation of Energy should apply to the energy we
expend in our brains in thinking outside of the box. Limitations are
somewhat of an imposition to me.
On Jul 10, 8:08 am, Molly<[email protected]> wrote:
I enjoy reading (and contemplating) Neville Goddards take on the
awakened imagination. There is a difference between fantasy for
diversion and that capacity within us where our imagination is
awakened, we are unattached to the realities of limitation, we imagine
possibility, and move ourselves to that state wholeheartedly. This
can create our experience.
On Jul 9, 3:53 pm, ashok tewari<[email protected]> wrote:
Sure, Doug, but just ask any of them ... and they'll still say it was 90%
perspiration !
It takes a lot more than imagination to input that part to birthing any
invention.
On Sat, Jul 10, 2010 at 12:39 AM, DarkwaterBlight
<[email protected]>wrote:
"Mere preoccupation with imagination and its imaginings could be
purposeless,
tiring and, yes, wasting."
Ah, yes but if it more than but a mere preocupation one could create
reality! The imaginations of great writers have given birth to
fantastic inventions.
On Jul 9, 11:45 am, ashok tewari<[email protected]> wrote:
This is great read ... and write, Doug !
The thinking function has a purpose ... to enable us to realise,
conclude,
and feed the conclusion back into our feeling, psychic and emotional
world
to effect a perspective reorganisation and let the light of our
realisation
illuminate and simplify our nether being. Which in turn strengthens and
empowers us while we next negotiate our way through the day to day world
of
action and relationships.
Mere preoccupation with imagination and its imaginings could be
purposeless,
tiring and, yes, wasting.
On Fri, Jul 9, 2010 at 7:55 PM, DarkwaterBlight<
[email protected]>wrote:
I was just thinking...
It started out innocently enough. I began to think at parties now and
then to loosen up. Inevitably though, one thought would lead to
another, and soon I was more than just a social thinker. I began to
think alone --"to relax," I told myself -- but I knew it wasn't true.
Thinking became more and more important to me, and finally I was
thinking all the time.
I began to think on the job. I knew that thinking and employment don't
mix, but I couldn't stop myself. I began to avoid friends at
lunchtime so I could read Thoreau and Kafka. I would return to the
office dizzied and confused, asking, "What is it exactly we are doing
here?"
Things weren't going so great at home either. One evening I turned off
the TV and asked my wife about the meaning of life. She spent that
night at her mother's.
I soon had a reputation as a heavy thinker. One day the boss called me
in. He said, "Skippy, I like you, and it hurts me to say this, but
your thinking has become a real problem. If you don't stop thinking on
the job, you'll have to find another one." This gave me a lot to
think about.
I came home early after my conversation with the boss. "Honey," I
confessed, "I've been thinking..."
"I know you've been thinking," she said, "and I want a divorce!"
"But Honey, surely it's not that serious."
"It is serious," she said, lower lip aquiver. "You think as much as
college professors, and college professors don't make any money, so if
you keep on thinking we won't have any money!"
"That's a faulty syllogism," I said impatiently, and she began to
cry.
I'd had enough. "I'm going to the library," I snarled as I stomped out
the door. I headed for the library, in the mood for some Nietzsche,
with NPR on the radio. I roared into the parking lot and ran up to the
big glass doors... they didn't open. The library was closed. To this
day, I believe that a Higher Power was looking out for me that night.
As I sank to the ground clawing at the unfeeling glass, whimpering for
Zarathustra, a poster caught my eye. "Friend, is heavy thinking
ruining your life?" it asked. You probably recognize that line. It
comes from the standard Thinker's Anonymous poster. Which is why I am
what I am today: a recovering thinker.
I never miss a TA meeting. At each meeting we watch a non-educational
video; last week it was "Porky's." Then we share experiences about how
we avoided thinking since the last meeting. I still have my job, and
things are a lot better at home.
Life just seemed ... easier, somehow, as soon as I stopped thinking.
Soon, I'll be able to vote.
Anynomous
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