One does not enter the divine through the mind. One can only arrive at the defined.
Do not seek clarity
if your wish is to know the divine.
The divine is non-definable.
Instead you must defocus your self.
Let go of the need
to define everything you perceive.
Let the impression come to you
rather than arriving at conclusions.
Accept that impressions
and conclusions are different.
Realize that perhaps
you don’t seek clarity at all,
but rather to feel your way
into the absolute divinity
Realize also that chaos
is not what you THINK it is.
We are Space Monkey.
I am not
smarter than you,
better than you,
or luckier than you.
I am merely
Likewise, I am not
dumber than you,
poorer than you,
or destined to fail.
There is no failure.
I am without judgement.
The self is simply the soul’s temporary clothes. You can think that you look cool, or dorky, or whatever, but eventually you are going to be naked again, and you’ll say to yourself “what was I wearing those silly clothes for?”
The boy speaks naked.
The man does naked.
The master is naked.
There is nothing to ourselves
except what we BELIEVE about ourselves.
We can speak whatever we want.
We can do whatever we want.
We can believe whatever we want.
Yet we do not NEED
to believe ANYTHING.
That’s just ego talking.
The soul is naked.
The soul will ALWAYS be naked.
The self is simply
the soul’s temporary clothes.
While that master realizes
that the master is,
he also realizes
that he is also not.
You know, 8th grade I was convinced I was going to kill myself, maybe not that day or year but before I could drive I promised myself I would be dead. I changed it to graduation when I got my licenses, Then graduation came and I said before I was 18 years old, now I’m almost 19, have my first year of college done, am living with my amazing boyfriend and have the world’s best dog Maggie. I still have times where I have problems with my depression (infps notice how awful the world is and how we can’t fix it even tho we try, we also dream non-stop and those get crushed a lot). I’m pretty sure I will always have depression one way or another and I’m alright with that. I have someone who will always be there for me and who accepts me for who I am. The main reason I held onto hope was that I read a post that explained who this guy was and how he almost killed himself but his life got better, he was married and had a kid and that you always have hope for the good. I wanted to let everyone who sees this that there IS hope for something you can always cling onto. Whether that would be a flower growing in the cracks of the pavement, the warmth of sun on your face or even knowing that tomorrow is a new day there’s always a chance for good and a chance for hope to grow.
Here’s something we forget, and I think it’s important that we remind ourselves. What we think today is hardly ever what we’ll be thinking tomorrow.
Today we might think our life sucks and there’s no way out, but tomorrow we see how our universe simply heals itself whether we want it to or not.
To believe that our life is going to be stuck in Sickville or Loserville or Pityville is simply NOT GIVING OURSELVES CREDIT for all the experiences that are going to come our way if we would just simply power through and live.
If you find yourself in the position of katyroo here, pretend that her example is your example. We grow no matter what, which means that even if we don’t see the light at the end of the tunnel today, we will eventually.
If you feel like katy once did, it probably means that you don’t trust. Not yourself. Not your world. Not the universe. Let examples like hers convince you otherwise. If you’re still stubborn and say “well they don’t know what I know” or “well they don’t have to deal with what I have to deal with,” consider that these things change. You simply don’t see that right now.
When I have bad days, I pretend that I’m going to die that night in my sleep and that I’ll be a different person in the morning. And most of the time I DO feel better. And I’m actually grateful for what my miserable experience has taught me. This works for bad years as well as bad days, but it’s not an overnight thing.
Things get better. You see things from different angles. You meet people. You read things on tumblr. You discover you’re not so alone.
Trust that it will happen and it will happen.
Thanks for sharing this. It’s an important reminder.
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1 an odd man: strange, peculiar, weird, queer, funny, bizarre, abnormal, eccentric, unusual, unconventional, outlandish, quirky, zany; informal wacky, kooky, screwy, freaky, oddball, offbeat, off the wall, out there. ANTONYMS normal, conventional.
2 quite a few odd things had happened: strange, unusual, peculiar, funny, curious, bizarre, weird, uncanny, queer, outré, unexpected, unfamiliar, abnormal, atypical, anomalous, different, out of the ordinary, out of the way, exceptional, rare, extraordinary, remarkable, puzzling, mystifying, mysterious, perplexing, baffling, unaccountable, uncommon, irregular, singular, deviant, aberrant, freak, freakish; informal fishy, freaky. ANTONYMS ordinary, usual.
3 we have the odd drink together | he does odd jobs for friends: occasional, casual, irregular, isolated, random, sporadic, periodic; miscellaneous, various, varied, sundry. ANTONYMS regular, scheduled.
4 odd socks: mismatched, unmatched, unpaired; single, lone, solitary, extra, surplus, leftover, remaining.
5 when you’ve got an odd ten minutes, stop by my office: spare, free, available, unoccupied; between appointments, between engagements.
odd man out no matter what our group planned to do over school vacations, Cassidy was always odd man out: outsider, exception, oddity, nonconformist, maverick, individualist, misfit, fish out of water, square peg in a round hole.