Saturday, August 14, 2004

14 August 2004 12:00 PM

I’m not looking for paradise, this can only exist within your own mind, a perception of what one thinks is beautiful or perfect, it can only exist in your mind, this also goes for hell, a perception of what you think is negative, the world is as it is, neither heaven or hell, but already both, to be, the same as any other sense, its just a perception what the mind has created to relate and interact and protect itself, sound is nothing but vibrations through the air, sight is nothing but reflected light waves through the air, taste and smell are nothing but chemicals rolling over the tongue or through the nostrils, the tongue doesn’t know what tastes nice, your nose doesn’t know what smells nice, the ears don’t know what sounds nice, your eyes don’t know what looks nice, your tongue, nose, ears and eyes don’t know what you like, it all exists in your mind, touch is nothing but pressure, and all pain is one of these senses being overloaded, that’s all it doesn’t know that it hurts, your skin doesn’t know what’s harmful, these are just perceptions in the minds that decipher beneficial, and non-beneficial, a choice, the same as desire, and aversion, both occur through craving, one to have more of and one to lessen, as we feed one, and starve the other, the craving only strengthens, if I can win here, I have won, no matter where I am in the world, but the mind is a bloody stubborn, weak, stupid, selfish, scared thing that doesn’t wish to let go of the pile of shit it has latched on to, there is better, and there is worse, depending on your state of mind, it’s a constant battle, day in day out, every person has the ability to be great, and beautiful, and each individual has the ability to perform grievous bodily harm, but somewhere between our ears there’s something that makes a choice to be one or the other, or somewhere in the middle, but its so easy to be just selfish weak, etc, but there is little satisfaction here which is why they often escalate, but to do one good deed, can benefit greatly and produce satisfaction for the mind and body I don’t understand why the mind still feed on the other, even though it can flip quicker than any measurement of time, always thinking he opposite of what you are doing, but metta bhawana can change this, it is the only method I have to work, to actually change the way I think, without having to think, which brings up so much joy because I can finally realise that there is a path to freedom, it bloody easy, but then there would be no point, it’s the hardest thing anyone can do which is why so few try and even fewer achieve, but I’ve found I no longer have a choice, without it I can no longer survive, there would be no more happiness because there would be nothing but emptiness but I now know there is something more for sure, I always had an indication, a feeling a sense of there being more than what I can see, but its so hard to prove to yourself, but our soul has to come from somewhere and its bot born, so it doesn’t die, just as all the chemicals in the world will never die, they just transform into what ever there karma has in store for them, I know I have done so many things wrong in the past, but by continuing on this path, and only this path, can I diminish there effects, and increase the positive

Where Is The Love?” Blackeyed Peas
What's wrong with the world, mamaPeople livin' like they ain't got no mamasI think the whole world addicted to the dramaOnly attracted to things that'll bring you traumaOverseas, yeah, we try to stop terrorismBut we still got terrorists here livin'In the USA, the big CIAThe Bloods and The Crips and the KKKBut if you only have love for your own raceThen you only leave space to discriminateAnd to discriminate only generates hateAnd when you hate then you're bound to get irate, yeahMadness is what you demonstrateAnd that's exactly how anger works and operatesMan, you gotta have love just to set it straightTake control of your mind and meditateLet your soul gravitate to the love, y'all, y'allPeople killin', people dyin'Children hurt and you hear them cryin'Can you practice what you preachAnd would you turn the other cheekFather, Father, Father help usSend some guidance from above'Cause people got me, got me questionin'Where is the love (Love)Where is the love (The love) Where is the love (The love)Where is the love The love, the loveIt just ain't the same, always unchangedNew days are strange, is the world insaneIf love and peace is so strongWhy are there pieces of love that don't belongNations droppin' bombsChemical gasses fillin' lungs of little onesWith ongoin' sufferin' as the youth die youngSo ask yourself is the lovin' really goneSo I could ask myself really what is goin' wrongIn this world that we livin' in people keep on givin inMakin' wrong decisions, only visions of them dividendsNot respectin' each other, deny thy brotherA war is goin' on but the reason's undercoverThe truth is kept secret, it's swept under the rugIf you never know truth then you never know loveWhere's the love, y'all, come on (I don't know)Where's the truth, y'all, come on (I don't know)Where's the love, y'all
People killin', people dyin'Children hurt and you hear them cryin'Can you practice what you preachAnd would you turn the other cheekFather, Father, Father help usSend some guidance from above'Cause people got me, got me questionin'Where is the love (Love)Where is the love (The love) Where is the love (The love)Where is the love The love, the loveI feel the weight of the world on my shoulderAs I'm gettin' older, y'all, people gets colderMost of us only care about money makin'Selfishness got us followin' our wrong directionWrong information always shown by the mediaNegative images is the main criteriaInfecting the young minds faster than bacteriaKids wanna act like what they see in the cinemaYo', whatever happened to the values of humanityWhatever happened to the fairness in equalityInstead of spreading love were spreading animosityLack of understanding, leading lives away from unityThat's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' underThat's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' downThere's no wonder why sometimes I'm feelin' underGotta keep my faith alive till love is foundNow ask yourselfWhere is the love? Where is the love?Where is the love? Where is the love?People killin', people dyin'Children hurt and you hear them cryin'Can you practice what you preachAnd would you turn the other cheekFather, Father, Father help usSend some guidance from above'Cause people got me, got me questionin'Where is the love (Love)Where is the love (The love) Where is the love (The love)Where is the love (The love) Where is the love (The love)Where is the love (The love) Where is the love (The love)



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