Zen Master's Room

When I walked into the room I noticed the strange symbols adorning the walls. There were goosebumps without a mammalian organism. Not to worry it was only plastered walls with millions of tiny bumps which were part of the wall, little one. Looking at the walls you noticed the symbols and the texture, but each was somehow separate. The symbols were somehow fluid like the paint material they were made from. If you looked at just one part of the image you couldn't see this, but when you looked at the other symbols around the center you could. I say this to bring you into the 4th dimension. For if you were to see the dynamic of movement present in the painting it would make you wonder if this was not somehow a direct representation of the mind of itself. It couldn't have been otherwise. Something so rapid and swirling and electric and layered and green but white and out of control. It was then that you realized that your unconscious works in a pool of chaos. The fluid harbors the electric machine. The fluidity is a naturally occurring phenomena that the mind has apprehended for and by itself. When I looked up at that wall and when I looked into the goosebumps everything broke down yet everything took on a new life. It was at that moment that I realized the true nature of reality. I was done searching far above and wide for it. The building blocks of consciousness were all down below, where few have searched, but some have come out from there with glory.

But how did it manage to get up on this wall? The mind must have imprinted itself upon this image. But not directly. Our minds have the need to express themselves, whether you're a human or not. The expressive people have found a part of the brain, not part of their personality. This makes me think about super-expressive, language-lacking animals. This also makes me think that expressive people find their greatest expression on a primal level. When they speak it's like they're speaking for all of us. Leaders are expressive people; expressive people are leaders. So the light of our mind shines up from below. It is the destiny of the human race to shine light on the past, knowing that we contain their brains within ours. Where has progress gotten us? To the point where we can express ourselves well enough to have our image fit reality. These symbols on the walls actually affect the inner workings of our mind when we see something hit so close to home. No longer is expression the one way street from apprehension to expression but now we can begin to work backwards from expression to apprehension.

The Beginning Of A New Story

Reading lots of philosophy recently. Came up with a story idea. The beginning line is, "One day, a boy who always, always, always, always wished to be innocent plugged himself into the big machine." It will be a little bit like the Inferno, but not stylistically. I hope to write episodes in which I visit different realms of the big machine which is probably closest conceptually to the internet or the Inferno. I really liked doing my Disneyland posting about 16 months ago, and I hope this will be a joy to write as well. Will be posting bits and pieces up here for a while. Title will give you some idea about what's going on.

Why I Can Trust You

I find that I always wish people trusted me more. No, it's not that they don't trust me because I'm untrustworthy. The reason is that I wish I were trusted on things that are hard to trust people with. Let's say I have thousands of your dollars in the stock market (Dad) and gave you the orders to sell. You didn't sell. I'm not holding this against you, Dad, but I am trying to note that if people trusted me they would benefit. I know it's hard, but often people know about things that you don't know about. Therefore, trust takes place on things that you often have little knowledge on. I will trust you knowing that even though I know little on the subject, I can concede that you may know a great deal.

What is Love?

Have you ever been in love? Do you have deep fantasies? What is it like to lose yourself in another person? What does love do to you?

"Loves makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place." - Zora Neale Hurston

Built to impress means built to love. You can risk looking like a kiss ass to anyone who just doesn't understand. When we're kids we're taught by our peers that trying to impress the teacher is something the losers do. What we don't realize is what we're losing by framing those people as losers. They say love is about taking risks but the greatest risk is whether or not your character and ideas will be accepted or not. The risk is to speak the truth and hope that others will recognize it. Sometimes we say how unwilling we are to take risks, but the sheer act of being open enough to express something that you may have a deficiency about is risky. Therefore, love is paradoxical. I love you without knowing the real you (if you're projecting your own love on them). I love you even though I know everything about you (I recognize the bad parts of everyone and everything enough to be able to reconcile). I will take the chance here to say that love can be found almost anywhere. Especially even when you're down and out.

Love as an evolutionary phenomena. This is why it makes you crawl out from your hiding place. Plato's Cave. The reason we leave is out of love. We describe love without knowing what were doing by saying "you must." "You must leave the cave for the good of your soul." For those in love there's no other option, which is why life becomes unbearable without it. Your actions in love are reinforced by a strength of will which is impossible without love. When you accomplish something it is best when inspired by love. Love of what you're doing is the only thing that allows you to do something great. The nature of love means that others probably love what you're doing and really appreciate your accomplishment.

Love as primal unity. "Love conquers all." If you let it. Why don't we go look at the stars tonight and see what they tell us? Or, for that matter, we can climb the hill and overlook L.A. How romantic. What feels so strange? I say, its the fact that we can only see one thing other than the void. The universe is made of the same thing reproduced in different coordinates. Look at the contrast! White/Black. Light/Ether. Energy/Space. If aliens are trying to communicate with us were missing it because it seems to be regular light waves. Ohm is a code. Language is a code. "The message is the medium." The point here is that at a certain distance, everything melts together. It is when everything melts together that we see love. It is like metal getting melted down into its core elements. Love is pure, love is core, love is unity. Think of your soul melting away and the only thing that remains is the pure energy of your love. If you can do this you will realize the unity that is a part of our universe. If everyone has the potential for this experience, then what keeps people from love?

Love as going wrong. Love goes wrong when you don't carry it with you through and through everything you do. Sometimes people find love and what pulls them away from it is temptation. Let's say that you have found the magnitude of love's universality, the temptation is to start to simplify. You see the inner workings of love and your perception and it suddenly becomes extremely tempting to extend love where it does not belong. Love gets in the cracks and permeates everything, our mind does not. So when our mind experiences love its tries to shortcut by using a false assumption. This quite ironic, as it is the universality of love that gets recognized and then immediately humanized. In this case, we need to recognize that aspects of love that transcend our consciousness. Love is a useful tool for consciousness, but it also brings out the limitations of consciousness. "That does it." Can mean many different things...

One might wonder whether love is the only thing which makes your soul crawl out of its hiding place. I wouldn't deny that. If that were true then all of the bold friends I love so much know what I am talking about and how I feel about them.