Sorta like taking a shower..don't want to get wet...then don't want to
get out...but at some point you get hungry and pruney lookin.
So long as the perks balance the probs, a wonderful thing, but being scared
to go isn't exactly the same as "loving life" [more like clinging to the
briars afraid to fall, then winding up at the bottom anyhow, only shredded ]
So, what if I told you that we've mis-defined what "life" is?
That this is a virtual reality.
..that our real selves are dreaming...and waking up is hard to do, but so
easy and wondrous once done.
We crave sensory input to prove to ourselves that life is life without
realizing that the senses are LIMITS to input.
That the only reason we can seem to see anything at all is due to nearly
100% blindness to everything else.
What if the limit was only 70%? ..and you KNEW it.
So what does the being that you dream you are in a dream, dream?
How it is even possible to not know everyone in a dream when it's not
really possible to not know by the very definition of "dream" ?
How do you know that you are awake?
You can't know...you can only believe.
On the other hand, without fear there is no adventure.
Can't scare yourself silly without it.
Pretty handy tool, ey?
Even though you remember buying the ticket and know that the roller coaster
is safe.... YAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!
WOW! What a RIDE!
..and to take it again for it's full effect, you must forget.
But when it's over, you'll remember once again...WHY.
Free to leave is the same as free to stay.
A ticket out, on hand, is an empowerment, no longer an unwilling victim of
circumstance.
The mind does not reside within the brain, the brain is within the mind,
the inventor of locality.
....and matter is only matter because it seems to.
"Live" as long as you like...and not a second longer.
You'll never know fear so great that you can't stand it because at that
point it becomes evident as to what it is and what it does and how it's
being used.
..nightmare... over. Scared yourself awake thinking that someone else did
it...then finding out that's ridiculous.
To me, the fear of death is much less than the fear of a much more limited
"life"
There is no end to starting over.
...and if there is, I'll never know it or anything at all. Can't lose and
know I did.
If death is "real" ...it can't be realized. Catch 22.
I'd tell that terrorist about lop my head off.... that I'm gonna screw all
his virgins. And If he gets there first, I don't mind....I like an
experienced lady even more than virgins, so screw him either way.
Deprive me of vanilla and make me eat chocolate? Big deal !
..might even discover that I AM one of these gals...and he only gets one
shot at a lousy lover before he finds another disappointment in ho's like
me. [wink]
Like, kill me and you still have to live in your Hell...not me.
[You can't fire me, I quit] LOL
Ode
At 01:37 PM 3/14/2010 +0000, you wrote:
Great philosophy Ode, its just the nearer I get, the more I don't want to
go! Sod's law again! dee
On 14 Mar 2010, at 11:55, Ode Coyote wrote:
>>
>
> Thing is, the numbers had THEM puzzled and I'm not so interested in the
numbers as why they're puzzled.
> Apparently, the numbers didn't mean anything to them and "worked for
me" just fine, all my life.
>
> I'll try to remember the next time...in about another 20 years. [If I
live that long..and not so sure I want to.]
>
> A "death wish" is a handy thing to have around...you eventually get
what you want if you wait long enough.
> Meanwhile, take life as it is, have some fun with it...and keep that 12
gauge handy.
> I am not the body I occupy and what fun is a car you are afraid to
drive for fear of scratching it?
> If it gets too beat up and wore out....get another one!
>
> Ode
>
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