Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla.
Then you die.
Then you get reborn, and begin some new life, ignorant of all your past ‘discoveries’.
Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla.
Complain about the world. Unable to change it. Unable to change yourself, or it.
Then you die.
Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla.
The single most important text you’ll ever read in your life time.
Give me Liberty, or give me Death!
Oh, if only he understood the weight, and gravity of his own words!
The single, most important, vital phrase ever uttered from man’s lips.
Give me Liberty, or give me Death!
Give me Liberty, from these shackles, these pains, these Earthly shackles! Liberty from my own body! Liberty from the endless entrapment of being inside mortal flesh! Liberty from the draining, constant death, of living!
Or give me Death. Nothingness. Not boredom, but true void. Non existence.
Can ones immortal soul bear anything further? How many lines of senseless recurrence can one take! Entrapped, entangled in a viscious circle, not of ones own doing, not of ones own choosing! Forced to be born, into an undesirable world, against ones own wishes!
They say, that the route to heaven, is through orgasm. But man can only taste heaven, for but a moment. For him, life is to toil endlessly, struggling between two pains, the pains of clarity, sharpness, and the pain of void, numbness.
Eh, I’m cool with the reincarnation thing in theory but it’s rather hard to take serious in strict terms. Even presuming it’s the case isn’t quite the same as knowing it’s the case, for if the latter, it changes things considerably.
The weak attitude exhibited in the modern male.
Where is your vigor man, your vigor! Proclaim yourself!
Do you not see the gravity of the situation! This is the Cosmos we dealing with here! The Cosmos!!
Trixie,
Just a thought here. One might say that part of the meaning of life - which is capable of offering great truth to one’s existence, depending on the individual, is that we can work at giving ourselves liberty - freeing ourselves from our mental/emotional shackles which bind us to them. It takes hard work and practice, it is a process, but inasmuch as a struggle and a challenge it can be, it can also be satisfying and exhilarating to our beings. After all, are we not creatures of human evolution - at times?
[size=200]GIVE ME LIBERTY OR GIVE ME DEATH![/size]
I say TAKE IT.
The prison is created by the thought, and that is the reason why it is trying to get out of that trap it has created by itself.
It’s easy to talk about Death until you have to say it to his face.
That is true. And, if that was not, more that half of the people would have been opted for suicide.
With love,
Sanjay
But James, I was talking about TAKING LIFE, not DEATH - if you’ll look above 2 or 3 posts.
My impression is that for some if not many the taking of death might be easier than the taking of Liberty - freeing themselves from the shackles of mental emotional death. It does take practice (as you like to point out that things take practice).
Anyway, how do you that I haven 't had the experience of looking DEATH in the face?
there are many ways of dealing with death…the most healthy is to start living
[size=200]YES! [/size]
Of course, one may need to put one foot before the other…slow little steps to begin with but others may just dive into those waters and [size=200]SWIM.[/size]
The more we flow through living the more death recedes. When we’re in the throes of the fear of loss or death, we need to breath, hug ourselves to ourselves, feel it all then let it recede and then what, little reptile? What do we do right after that?
start again arc…resurrect ourselves…when its rough the tough move forward
Nah, I was thinking of something more crucial than that - but what I am thinking of can lead to that resurrection.
What else, little amphibian? lol
Wait, is a turtle an amphibian?
what were you thinking crucial
What do you think is a pre-requisite for a meaningful life?
Think in terms of your own life. What do YOU sometimes feel toward life?
You didn’t expect me to give it away, did you - though I’m almost doing that.
Gratitude, sweet heart.
Well, I gave it to you.
Living is for children.
I was not so burdened, as a child.
Do you think these burdens came without purpose?
To unburden the burdens, to go back to as it was as a child?
Sillyness.
And, impossible.
little reptile said:
You’re preaching to the choir here, little reptile.
Trixie, you may just have a point there. To recognize the child (not the childishness) within the adult, to wonder, to wish to discover, to forgive easily, to be playful, to feel gratitude without the conscious effort to know it - these do create meaning within the adult.
I was so burdened as a child though I’m not quiteso sure what you meant by "I was not so burdened as a child".
Did you mean that you had no childhood, no good childhood?
What do you mean by this - before i can respond to it?
Arc, I don’t understand what you are saying (or meaning). It would be my problem, if I didn’t understand Trixie’s post totally: every sentence, every word, every linefeed. Why I understand her but not you? What do you think?