finding a way to relax

What a wonderful game – to seek pleasure – to escape boredom and suffering. Is the game a time eater? A lifetime eater? A natural trap?

How can I be content just to be? Would it require me to be in the present? How can I notice the present? What would it require? Does it only require waking up? If so, how to wake up? Realizing I am asleep? Then doing what it takes to wake up? Which is? Could it be finding a way to relax the mind enough to end thought for periods of time and then during these periods of silence not expect anything but be ready for the everything?

Doesn’t running away from suffering use almost all of my time? How do I change so that I can begin to use time differently? Must I see deeply that the war against suffering can’t be won? Is war just another way to suffer? Is it that almost every soldier feels that God’s on his or her side? And does this give war its noble tint?

Must I see deeply that society is a group dream just as I’m a dream? And a real dream just as I’m a real dream? An idea which doesn’t take up space? But takes up the true currency, time? Which is ok, naturally.

So, where’s the real non dreaming? Is anything permanent? If pleasure were the default mode, would I work and strive for moments of pain? Or would the two words pain and pleasure simply change their meanings?

If there could be a resting place where could it be encountered?

 

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Epicurus and Lucretius

Shouldn’t we be proud of Epicurus and Lucretius?

They were Greek and Roman philosophers who agreed with Democritus’ theory that the universe was made of material composed of very tiny particles that couldn’t be seen or destroyed. They taught that the world is not regulated by divine providence. They also spoke of beauty and pleasure as we do but were slandered by religious leaders centuries later because of their admiration for pleasure.

Isn’t pleasure what we all seek?

They were among those early philosophers who made the case for nature without divine intervention. They taught that there was no afterlife. These early philosophers laid the foundation for doing away with magical thinking.

Is it that they are heroes and not lechers as some would have us believe?

the adventure begins

Do you think it’s you
who is able to recognize the scent of a rose
and shiver with pleasure at the colors in the sky?

What if it were not you?

Are you and I utilities of our beings?
Is it that we don’t take up any room in the brain?
Are we special circuits in the brain?

Are we complex dreams created to
aid the being
and we took control naturally
when we began to recognize our name?

And the adventure begins…
and to skip a long story…

What’s the ultimate?
Finding a way to commune with (experience)
one’s own being?
(there’s that double possessive again)

How? All the sages agree on this one thing.
Somehow the daily stopping of the
flow of language does the job.