Apr. 11th, 2016

 Let tears come easily to my eyes
And laughter always be in my belly

Let helplessness and joy always be strumming softly 
Let me always be unable to ask why.

Let facts always be paramount
My irrevocable identity with the universe  too loud to permit other noises of defensible self worth

Let me think only when physical change requires
And never to make of myself an object that then needs.

Let my set of values never conflict; let there never be civil war
let me never be able to mistake 
What anybody thinks for what I am

Let me live and die if necessary
But more realistically then figuratively

Let me never move a single step
Never a moment pass
Let not an iota of energy sizzle but to glory all
that free will brings to pass



Bad faith

Apr. 11th, 2016 08:32 am
 I want you to recognize a few facts
I want you to recognize this bad faith

I want you to recognize within yourself
A failure to live rationally

I want you to see that in spite of being happy only when you feel happy,
You do everything to insure that your energies never move in that direction.
That you keep the thoughts in your mind always moving away from a recognition of emotional self-sufficiency 
That by thinking constantly of what a person or the world or you owe yourself
You manage to keep unhappiness going.
Recognize this. Recognize that bad faith you have with yourself
Which does not let you grow up and spend your time and energy back into your energies 
So that your emotions will reflect your own real obvious self justifying desire to be well.
To be joyous

Lable this unhappiness causing and all unhappiness causing within youraelf, including perhaps that entirely self-destroying unsurity of whether you want to be happy at all.
By definition you do. And whatever in you says otherwise by definition is bad faith 
Recognize and thus work free 

 That which is  you- doesn't have to be worked.
It happens just by your will.
You don't have to, laboriously, use your left arm to pick up your right and then manipulate the fingers to turn the TV on
Hardly have you thought it and automatically your legs have taken you there and your hands suo-moto have done it whilst you think about what you want to watch.

So how can it be possible that something even more intrinsic then your body.. Something even more "yourself" then your physical heart (which can be cut away and another given without you ceasing to be yourself) be under someone else's control?
Is it really possible that your emotions depend upon someone? Upon something?
Or is it much more likely that you are lieing to yourself...
That, in fact, you don't need to do anything please anyone in order to be happy. That it's not possible for someone to make you feel anything whatsoever. That you have been brainwashed and that is the only reason you are not at this moment bursting with the joy you would naturally feel if you kept your emotions the way you yourself like then to be. 
This is the moment woman! Move away from lies and self deceit and start unpacking and dissolving anything within youraelf that tells you that you are both object and subject.. That you have to act upon yourself either directly or by using the world in order to "make yourself" be the way you want to be.
Such lies never made anyone happy
 We have access only to the stories we tell ourselves.
What kind of idiots are we, that these stories we tell ourselves so often make us unhappy!!?
It seems to me that we must be intrinsically unhappy to be so obdurate in selecting the stories that make us further unhappy, given the huge scope and incredible pallet to chose from; that this world is.

Indeed perhaps the only reason we are telling ourselves stories is that there is something making us uncomfortable when, even for half a moment, we stop. 
But what then? What if, we stop anyway.. If only to take stock of what it is that is in fact (and not in the fantasies we tell ourselves) making us uncomfortable, afraid, unhappy.
Will we not have, at the very least, stopped making ourselves further unhappy with this the end of telling ourselves unhappy stories?

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