For, no one knows better than yourself.
This is a natural process.
The best teachers demonstrate, they don’t speak about it.
That is why the guru model works, it is a model, easily can go off track, but then maybe they needed to go off track.
We lose this on the anonymous web.
It isn’t our job, we have no way to help anyone, but we can act natural and be ourselves.
From there, all philosophy becomes a fart.
But we have to get along and communicate, so we do the best we can.
That means moving with nature, as efficiently and with as little effort as possible.
Don’t make it more complicated.
Strip it all down.
Then show your heart.
It works, I know
Numbers have nothing to do with anything.
I’d argue the internet is awful for genuine waking up.
It is a cesspool.
I had to risk my life at the end of my rope.
It isn’t easy.
You have to date it all or your just treading water.
There is no pay off beyond the benefit in your own life.
There is no pay off in the sky.
Who you are I feel dies with your body.
The rest is opinion.
But...to address our suffering, embrace the source of the pain.
Demonstrating the best life lived is our only witness.
If we don’t practice and have a code, we falter.
If one doesn’t create, grow, and build from joy, I’d argue they don’t know shitake.
The true religion isn’t like anything culture has produced.
It is deeply known and felt beyond words.
So what does one make of all the words about it?
Abstractions.
I’m suggesting a radical kind of engagement.
One that side steps all the bullshitz.
I demonstrated it on omf.
What works for one doesn’t apply to all, there are lots of ways to wake yourself.
I personally respect the zen shit stick to the head.
Do you know what a shit stick is?
All your words are as crusted shit on the stick.
That’s why I’m so smelly.
But we all end up in the same place.
Playful, skilled, and open to life and death.
We Wu Wei.
We are breathing and that’s enough.
You want more?
The woke would remake the world in their muppet image?
Shrug.
There are no mistakes I feel.
I am responsible for what I do.
My writing is my art.
It is a real expression of my being.
I love it.
I do and am what I love.
I need no ones approval or philosophy really.
I have to contain myself in this culture and enforced slavery and I do so happily.
Because here, is where it is all happening.
You will say maybe this isn’t helpful, I would agree.
These words are just my shitty art.
But my heart is glowing, red hot, like the sun.
If you could bottle it, you would be rich, but you can’t.
I came across it naturally and only I know it’s depth.
I don’t know what others know or don’t.
Today something incredible happened after I posted my new mushroom avatar.
Silly little act, but I let it flow.
If I could show you what the universe did, how it responded, you would be blown away.
I’m sure we all have these moments.
The real magick at work is so personal and intimate.
My doubt is strong, but it is blown away more and more.
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