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World of Illusions
You are the ones who give me the puzzles and I'm just the only one who has to resolve it for you. You are all and i am nothing. We learn from each other .
Monday 23 February 2015
Saturday 21 February 2015
Our eyes are opened but we are still sleeping.
Understanding.
I’ve never used the word abdication. I always say: enjoy life, meditation,the beauty of the world, the ecstasy of being alive,enjoy everything. Transform homeliness into something sacred, transform this shore into a distant shore create from this world a heaven and then, In an indirect way a kind of refusal takes part. It just happens, you don’t serve as a catalyst of making it, it just happens naturally, it’s an event. You start to refuse from your own stupidity, from trash, from jobs that don’t fulfil yourself, from relationships that have no sense, you start to refuse from places where growth is impossible. But I wouldn’t call those thing refusals, I would call it, understanding, awareness. If you would happen to carry rocks thinking that they are diamonds, I wouldn’t tell you to refuse them, I would tell you to be more aware of your surroundings and take a better look. If you will see that those are not diamonds, will you have to refuse them ? They will just fall from your hands effortlessly. Huge effort and strong will power will be needed to keep carrying them, but you wont be able to carry them for a long time, once you will realise that they are useless and senseless you will just throw them away and as soon as your hands are empty you will start looking for real treasure, for an actual me. You wont be able to look for or even find real treasure in the future….real treasure is right here, right now.
There is a story of a Buddhist master that has reached awareness and has already awakened. He was sitting on the edge of a land, close by a lake one evening, enjoying the sound of water, the sound of the wind in making it’s way through the branches of the trees. A man approached him and asked- Could you please explain me the meaning of your religion through one word ?
(The master kept himself in a deep quite, not answering the question)- Are you deaf ? (asked the man ).
- I heard your question, and already answered it. The answer is silence, I remained silenced. This pause, this interval was my answer.
- I cant understand such a mysterious answer, could you please explain it more briefly ?
(Then the monk has written “meditation” with his finger on the sand, with small letters, the man then said)- Now I read, and this is much better then the previous answer, now i have a word and i can at least think about it, but couldn’t you please explain it more briefly ?
The monk had written “Meditation” again, but this time with a little bigger letters.(The man felt a little bit disappointed, angered, offended. )- Again you’ve written “meditation”, can’t you explain me in a more decent, clear way ?
(and then the master had written “MEDITATION” again with capital letters)- I think that you’re crazy. Said the man.
- I’ve already distant myself from the truth, (said the monk.) The first answer was the right one, the second one was distant from the truth, the third one was false and the forth one was absolutely wrong because from the moment I’ve written the word meditation with a capital letter, I’ve blessed/praised it.
(that’s why “God” is always written with a capital letter. Every time when you want to give an importance to something, praise it, we always write the word with a capital letter.- I’ve already committed a sin, (then he erased all those words and then said)
Please, listen to my first answer, only it was the one holding the truth. Silence, is the place where everyone awakens while in the meantime the chaos of your thoughts and knowledge deepens you into sleep, and if your thoughts are still questioning things, that means that you’re still asleep. Sitting steadily in silence when the thoughts are gone, you can hear birds sing, and none of the minds work, full silence. This singing of the birds, no thoughts, is the moment when awareness and awakens comes from, they don’t come from the outside, they are always taking place inside of us, it grows in us, otherwise remember you, me, all of us are still sleeping.
Sunday 8 December 2013
This was the last drop.
I felt my heart being ripped from inside and torn apart to shreds and thousands and thousands of pieces.
The agonising feeling inflicted through watching this video made me realise once again that the Human race is still lost in themselves which is being proved by their own doubt and actions.
Our beautiful Earth with it's animals & plants is dying out of our ignorance.
Sad.
Thursday 5 December 2013
The "Human" with a heart and without a brain
The "Human" with a heart and without a brain
Hey guys, it's been a long time since my last post and i bet you're wondering what kind of crazy shit is this guy going to right now, well get a comfy position, get some coffee or tea which is much better in my opinion and listen.
From my last post i didn't write anything since a lot in my life has been happening and it made me reflect upon my own actions and feelings. I've had a lot of Ups and Downs, wins and loss but most importantly i have gotten to the path were i have to choose between my heart or my brain, it may sound unbalanced and nuts but it's the truth. I came across someone who i may say changed me a little bit, that person pushed me towards hope and gave me power for a leap of faith. The surroundings in which we have met were of an extremely opulent feeling. After that ephemeral reunion, i came back home full of patience, confidence and rosy state. But why am i now saying that i have to choose between a heart and a brain ? Isn't that the question i should ask myself ? If I'm having a state of loving, caring and warmth, shouldn't I feel ok ?
The problem is that lately I realised that if I'm going to continue to fly in the clouds and forget about the duties I have proclaimed myself to do i shall disappoint the one who filled me with enthusiasm and delight.
Recently i have received a very interesting comment from a new friend I've met in UK. His name is Mir (full name is Miroslav). In his comment he said that there is a beautiful and interesting analogy where one sees beautiful and interesting people as flowers. With his permission I am going to quote his sayings: " You enjoy looking at the flower, appreciate that it exists and that you are capable to emit such beautiful emotions and feelings towards it, you also realise that if you pick this flower its going to die. So in a way you thank the flower for triggering beautiful feelings in yourself and you can be proud of keeping those feelings to yourself.".
It is truly exquisite what he has said, but we have to keep in mind that those feelings that you can keep to yourself, are not always so beautiful because if the flower is going to be picked, eventually it is going to fade in it's beauty and die. You have to maintain the flower's life in order for it to become of a more beauty as it is and keep shining and bringing light into your soul and heart. That is why, what i am trying to tell is before you trigger something, think about it cause if you will follow your own interests, they are eventually going to fade "away".
Saturday 11 May 2013
3 life objectives
Here i am standing and thinking about the events that life bring upon my path for me to learn from and appreciate the things that it gives to me beautiful and simple....but the ones that are not close to me. There are people that life bring to me as a gift but every time i made the same mistake and loved the persons that i didn't have too, the ones i wanted to be close too but they preferred others, maybe that's how life's supposed to be or this is my destiny to love the ones that would make me suffer or maybe do not understand that hurt me. Your words sometimes ...hurt me...you make me dream but afterwards I wake up with my feet on the ground telling me that i'm lying to myself even though i know the actual truth... i still go on lying to myself. I know that you would like me to be something fugacious (momentary/passing) in your life but for me you mean much more....You give me hopes sometimes, and it would be better for you to stop because i'm destroying myself!!! Reality becomes a dream.... instead for my dream to become reality i could not accept to know that you don't want me anymore. Life is is cynical from other views but for me the beam of light that is still illuminating me the path to wisdom, love, hope and humanity is still full of possibilities and quests that will lead me to the unknown future of my own personality. There are 3 most important things in my life which are:
1. My parents & family
2. My friends and everyone i respect and appreciate their effort in helping and supporting me
and
3. Is the one i love
I may be talking about other topic than my blog actually is sometimes but i want people to know also what i feel and what i live for, thank you.)
Tuesday 2 April 2013
Fight back!
Let me tell you something you already know. The World ain't all sunshine and rainbows, it's a very mean and nasty place and i don't care how tough you are it will beat you to your knees and keep you permanently if you let it. You and nobody is going to hit as hard as life, but it ain't about how hard you hit it's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward,how much you can take and keep moving forward....That's how winning is done. Now if you know what you worth go out and get what you worth. But you got to be willing to take the hits and not pointing fingers and say your not were you want to be because of him or her or anybody. Cowards do that and that ain't you.
Monday 1 April 2013
The Black&White God.
There was a man who was constantly suffering. He was too hot, then too cold. He had too much then too little, he wanted to scream from joy, then wanted to hide in the corner from angst. The stress was making his heart grow callous, his body deteriorate and his thoughts freeze in his head and when he stopped changing at all, Death came and took him away.
-Well, did you like living ? Death asked.
-Well, did you like living ? Death asked.
-Yes and no. Life has sun and pleasure and love...but also cold and disappointment and pain. But more than that i couldn't find any meaning in it at all.
Death smirked.
-When you left the world of the living there was a meaning, but you lost it there. Well, I'll give you some advice on how to fix this. Talk to the Three Teachers and they'll help you remember it all.
After this words Death turned into a moth and darkness fell. the darkness was still and dense like a rock.
- It is so scary and cold! said the man. I'll never be able to find anyone in this sticky darkness...
--I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU!
It was the first teacher- the Black God. He dwelled deep down and was darkness incarnate.
He said that Man's soul constantly radiates both happiness and suffering and so Man is really the prime cause of everything. But only when balance will reigns in a Man's soul, freedom will rule his empire.
FREEDOM!!!
-I've been waiting for you...
It was the second Teacher- the white God.
He dwelled high above and was light incarnate. He taught man that eternity is in the present and that the future and the past are only different forms of human memory. But only when Man wont live in the past and won't run into the future his empire is going to be ruled by freedom.
-Why aren't you looking for the third Teacher ? asked Death.
then the man replied.
-I've been waiting for you. I wanted to tell you about the Black and White Gods. They were talking about the same things and yet about different things.
-So what were they talking about ?
-They were talking about me! I am the one who chooses between black and white. I choose between good and evil, between action and inaction. The world and I are united, and we both fill each other up.
when i bring beauty into this world it becomes magnificent. When i bring destruction, it becomes pitiless. That's the whole meaning now i remember!
-Well you found the third teacher. said Death. Your own self...now go and tell the people about it.
.....
The Black Gods speaks of the earth and those living upon it and inside of it. The White God speaks of the sky and those living overhead. The Black God helps us to be closer to our roots. The White God calls for us to get on the road. The Black God doesn't let us forget. The White God opens up the future. The Black God is inside you. The White God is around you. The Black God is Self. The White God is Self. The whole world is rocking, but in balance. There is no rest anywhere or in anything. Rest gets destroyed by time. Rest gets destroyed by the outside world. Rest is unstable. One who knows how to keep balance...now on the left, now on the right, now above, now below, now inside, now outside..is able to be over the world. This very Man is able to be the emperor of the Black God and the White God. Joy always turns into grief. Tears always turn into laughter. Tender thing become rough over time. Friendship turns into love. Love into habit. Habit into hatred . Hatred into solace. Solace into curiosity. Curiosity into friendship. The Black God turns into the White God. The White God turns into the Black God. When the Black God comes out into the light then he becomes gray like everything else around. When the White God descends into the darkness, he becomes gray like everything else around. When the Black God looks at the White God and the White God looks at the Black God everything takes on color. When the Black God and the White God become one, the self emerges. Consciousness is the White God. The body is the Black God. The Self is the Black God and White God. The Self is who remembers what has passed and thinks about what will happen. The Self is neither the past nor the future. The Self is right now. The whole world is eternal now. The Self is the center of this world. The Self is the center of its own reality.
Death smirked.
-When you left the world of the living there was a meaning, but you lost it there. Well, I'll give you some advice on how to fix this. Talk to the Three Teachers and they'll help you remember it all.
After this words Death turned into a moth and darkness fell. the darkness was still and dense like a rock.
- It is so scary and cold! said the man. I'll never be able to find anyone in this sticky darkness...
--I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU!
It was the first teacher- the Black God. He dwelled deep down and was darkness incarnate.
He said that Man's soul constantly radiates both happiness and suffering and so Man is really the prime cause of everything. But only when balance will reigns in a Man's soul, freedom will rule his empire.
FREEDOM!!!
-I've been waiting for you...
It was the second Teacher- the white God.
He dwelled high above and was light incarnate. He taught man that eternity is in the present and that the future and the past are only different forms of human memory. But only when Man wont live in the past and won't run into the future his empire is going to be ruled by freedom.
-Why aren't you looking for the third Teacher ? asked Death.
then the man replied.
-I've been waiting for you. I wanted to tell you about the Black and White Gods. They were talking about the same things and yet about different things.
-So what were they talking about ?
-They were talking about me! I am the one who chooses between black and white. I choose between good and evil, between action and inaction. The world and I are united, and we both fill each other up.
when i bring beauty into this world it becomes magnificent. When i bring destruction, it becomes pitiless. That's the whole meaning now i remember!
-Well you found the third teacher. said Death. Your own self...now go and tell the people about it.
.....
The Black Gods speaks of the earth and those living upon it and inside of it. The White God speaks of the sky and those living overhead. The Black God helps us to be closer to our roots. The White God calls for us to get on the road. The Black God doesn't let us forget. The White God opens up the future. The Black God is inside you. The White God is around you. The Black God is Self. The White God is Self. The whole world is rocking, but in balance. There is no rest anywhere or in anything. Rest gets destroyed by time. Rest gets destroyed by the outside world. Rest is unstable. One who knows how to keep balance...now on the left, now on the right, now above, now below, now inside, now outside..is able to be over the world. This very Man is able to be the emperor of the Black God and the White God. Joy always turns into grief. Tears always turn into laughter. Tender thing become rough over time. Friendship turns into love. Love into habit. Habit into hatred . Hatred into solace. Solace into curiosity. Curiosity into friendship. The Black God turns into the White God. The White God turns into the Black God. When the Black God comes out into the light then he becomes gray like everything else around. When the White God descends into the darkness, he becomes gray like everything else around. When the Black God looks at the White God and the White God looks at the Black God everything takes on color. When the Black God and the White God become one, the self emerges. Consciousness is the White God. The body is the Black God. The Self is the Black God and White God. The Self is who remembers what has passed and thinks about what will happen. The Self is neither the past nor the future. The Self is right now. The whole world is eternal now. The Self is the center of this world. The Self is the center of its own reality.
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