Be the inconsistent nobody that you actually are. No matter what. Shifting shape on the go. There is no need to be anybody for anyone. Let go, and keep going. It’s not going anywhere anyway. Relax. There is absolutely no point to it at all whatsoever. Reality is here to stay, meaningless. The sky is the limit.
Guys, let me paraphrase David Deida: they are waiting for someone to stop them from their patterns to open as love, you are not being a bad person intervening in their life, they are waiting to be opened as love; they want to be seen; they want to be taken.
Can you leave them alone and stop demanding that they be(come) somebody for you? Can you let them be free of your tacit expectations & demands? Can you care unconditionally? Can you love them for real? Can you love through their fear? Could you do all this to yourself first?
An examined life is not worth living. True appreciation and relish of life comes from relaxation.
bulletproof my ass
with all those supplements and hacks
you become but an upgraded bubble
against the prickly elements
take ownership of the stress that weighs (~you impose) on you
and learn to let more and more of it go
Don’t look at that little ticker-tape thing in your head and continue to try to get it to be totally unconditioned. Forget it. The problem isn’t that that little thing in your head is conditioned. That’s not the problem. The problem is that you believe it, that you think it’s true, and worst of all, you may think it’s you. That’s the only problem at all. Once you wake up from that dream, it no longer has hold of you. You’re no longer looking through that conditioned mind, you’re not perceiving through its delusions. It’s something that exists within you, you no longer exist within it.
The truth of our being has no center. The truth of us isn’t the center. It isn’t that place that’s interpreting each and every moment, each and every experience. That’s the false self. That’s what we think we are.
Does it feel good to have the center fall apart? Of course, it does. Until the center tries to put itself back together. Then it doesn’t feel so good. But then the center puts itself back together only to say:
—Jeez, that was really nice when I wasn’t here.
It’s a catch 22, isn’t it. The wheel of samsara.
—I like it but I want to be here to reflect upon how good it is. What good is happiness to me if I am not here to reflect on how happy I am.
Happiness happens but it’s not relevant. But to the center it’s always relevant. The center is always reflecting: How do I feel? What do I know? How do I do it? Am I getting there? Am I not getting there? Where am I in all this?
The center is always trying to locate itself.
Instead of feeling we’re simply hearing (in our mind) what others are saying.
Reality doesn’t ’’care’’ about your belief structure.
We think that freedom is the fulfillment of our belief structure, but true freedom is the freedom from our belief structure.
We suffer under this horrendous dream that: My experience of things is how they are. That’s probably one of the greatest trance state of human beings. The way I see things is the way they actually are. It’s one of the most difficult things for a human being to break out of.
The worst thing that can possibly happen to anybody is that they believe a thought. It’s as bad as it gets.
Do you still feel (the feeling of feeling) terrified when your symptoms flare up? Do you still think there is a (right) way to (do things to) avoid the next episode that is already stalking you?
Are you still fixated on resolving your issues and escaping your symptoms once and for all? Are you still fixated on doing it the right way? Are you still working on the project of transcending the broken version of your self (that is at the mercy of the stressor-ridden contingency called its environment)?
Do you still buy into the idea that it’s not as safe over there as it is over here? Or, in other words, that the world is over there and you are over here?
Do you still refuse (to play the game of) life?