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If Tim didn't give a shit he wouldn't be putting on such an over dramatic display. It's almost like he's screaming "Notice me, look at how extreme and non-conformist I'm being." I think the other people in the cartoon are the ones who don't give a shit. They've seen Tim's act all too often and at this point they just don't care.
 
If Tim didn't give a shit he wouldn't be putting on such an over dramatic display. It's almost like he's screaming "Notice me, look at how extreme and non-conformist I'm being." I think the other people in the cartoon are the ones who don't give a shit. They've seen Tim's act all too often and at this point they just don't care.

But look who is clearly having fun and who isn't.
 
If Tim didn't give a shit he wouldn't be putting on such an over dramatic display. It's almost like he's screaming "Notice me, look at how extreme and non-conformist I'm being." I think the other people in the cartoon are the ones who don't give a shit. They've seen Tim's act all too often and at this point they just don't care.

But look who is clearly having fun and who isn't.

Tim had better float up higher a little faster before the angry mob grabs Tim by his legs and tramples him to death while they fight over who gets the most balloons…even though there are clearly enough for everyone.
 
Tim had better float up higher a little faster before the angry mob grabs Tim by his legs and tramples him to death while they fight over who gets the most balloons…even though there are clearly enough for everyone.

Then they find out the balloons are filled with ebola and Tim was sacrificing himself to save them all by flying away.
 
But look who is clearly having fun and who isn't.

Is Tim really having fun, or is this just a desperate ploy for attention. A result of the emptiness within him that drives him to shock and amaze people. It consumes him, fills him with a need for admiration, which leads him down a path of more and more fantastic and dangerous stunts until the one that ends in death.

Tim had better float up higher a little faster before the angry mob grabs Tim by his legs and tramples him to death while they fight over who gets the most balloons…even though there are clearly enough for everyone.

My theory is that Tim isn't doing this for fun. People got tired of his bullshit and tied him to a bunch of balloons. What looks like a finger is actually a cheeto. They didn't want him to starve after all.
 
Is Tim really having fun, or is this just a desperate ploy for attention. A result of the emptiness within him that drives him to shock and amaze people. It consumes him, fills him with a need for admiration, which leads him down a path of more and more fantastic and dangerous stunts until the one that ends in death.

Why do you care?

For that matter, why do I care?

Being overwrought about Tim's attention seeking ironically makes him a success at what he's doing. It also makes him right in a way.
 
Why do you care?

For that matter, why do I care?

Being overwrought about Tim's attention seeking ironically makes him a success at what he's doing. It also makes him right in a way.

It's just fun thinking about it. :)
 
Deep Intimacy With What Is, Amoda Maa Jeevan


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Awakening most often happens in the mind as a recognition of the absolute truth of emptiness in which a separate “me” does not exist. Whilst this realization is undoubtedly a profoundly transformative experience, living this truth is more of a challenge. It seems that awakening is just the beginning: the embodiment of this awakening is the real journey. The adventure begins, not in the rarified atmosphere of transcendence, but in the midst of the turbulence of life. As awakening descends from mind to heart to body, we are called into an uncompromising embracement of both the ocean of inner stillness and the waves of phenomenal expression. One of the most frequent questions on the spiritual path is “How can we wholeheartedly meet the world without getting lost in it?” In other words, “How can we embrace the mystery and mess of the human experience without getting entangled in it?”

The capacity of impersonal awakeness to be deeply intimate with what is, is a beautiful paradox of nondual awareness. A whole new dimension of spiritual maturity opens up to us when we recognize that absolute and relative are one, as inseparable as the waves from the ocean. Deep intimacy with what is means that we fully meet - as a present-moment reality -everything that appears in our perceptual field. Everything - both dark and light, form and formless, mundane and transcendent - is seen to be an expression of oneness, and so nothing is avoided, denied or feared. When you deeply accept that every experience is an invitation from the beloved, calling you to abandon yourself into the moment, that which is awake in you as love meets itself in everything and gives birth to a radically new way of living.

Amoda Maa offers a gentle yet uncompromising pointer to authentic freedom. Her teaching — which is free of all dogma, ideology or tradition — has evolved out a direct experience of awakened presence amidst the depths of personal suffering. Having taken many years for this nod-dual awareness to integrate into ordinary life, today she offers satsangs and retreats to a growing global community. Her invitation is into the untamable fire of truth and to live the luminosity of this truth amidst the mystery and mess of human existence.
 
Scientific Heresies:
Heralds of a Nondualistic Mythology, Charles Eisenstein


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Why do some heterodox scientific theories attract such vehement ridicule, while others are merely contentious?
From adaptive mutation to psi phenomena to water memory to UFOlogy, from plant consciousness to morphic resonance, the "excluded other" in science points to a transition in the defining mythology of civilization.

Each bespeaks a universe in which intelligence, purpose, and consciousness are not the sole province of human beings, vitiating a key pillar of dualistic thinking. Because they pose such an ideological and psychological threat, these theories incite a more-than-intellectual hostility.
This talk will explore the crisis of science and the emergence of a new mythology that might, not replace, but transcend and include it.


CHARLES EISENSTEIN
Charles Eisenstein is a teacher, speaker, and writer focusing on themes of civilization, consciousness, money, and human cultural evolution. His books (The Ascent of Humanity and Sacred Economics) as well as his other essays and blog posts on web magazines have generated a vast online following; he speaks frequently at conferences and other events, and gives numerous interviews on radio and podcasts. Writing in Ode magazine's "25 Intelligent Optimists" issue, David Korten (author of When Corporations Rule the World) called Eisenstein "one of the up-and-coming great minds of our time." Eisenstein graduated from Yale University in 1989 with a degree in Mathematics and Philosophy, and spent the next ten years as a Chinese-English translator. He currently lives in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania with his wife and three sons. http://charleseisenstein.net/
 
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I think realness is a human concept in the first place.

Remember that vitality sigil I made for you? Whether it really 'works' or not and what it does kind of depends entirely on your interpretation, doesn't it?

Does it really matter that I charged it with a ritual and found its shape by placing letters a certain way and then drawing the lines between them, as opposed to just doing some random scribbles and saying "here it is"? Because I think it makes a difference and I think it showed. What that difference is and how it works on the other hand, is an entirely different story.

Yes it does matter how it's drawn...due to the intention; thought; and emotion while it's being drawn. Those are the cornerstones of creation.

It's awesome to see you have drawn one for him.
 
Yes it does matter how it's drawn...due to the intention; thought; and emotion while it's being drawn. Those are the cornerstones of creation.

It's awesome to see you have drawn one for him.

I know that...

But what if I did none of that and it made him happy anyway, which helped and he felt better. Couldn't that also be defined as a success? Doesn't that mean that it still 'worked'?

Doesn't that also mean whether it works or not depends entirely on your standards and definition of what you expect? That's what I was getting at.
 
Feeling ungrounded.
Uncentered.
Off Balance.
Disconnected.
Unproductive.
Impatient.

I am at a complete loss as for what I am supposed to do now.
I cannot go back to the rat race…which also means not ever doing surgery and letting that knowledge I gained for so many years wither away.
What do do with it all? I could be a counselor of some sort, but I just don’t know that I could be that patient with someone who needs someone to be patient with them.
I could teach…I have been offered before…it’s kind of a sad acceptance of my physical limitations.
Feeling like I’m in limbo every day.

Remember that greatness you felt as a child? When you could jump and run and your body never gave out? I know I have to let certain things go…but part of me never stopped believing if I just wished hard enough things like flying are possible.

I do think that I was born differently than most kids…and maybe some other INFJs can relate and some cannot.
I felt like my body was not my own for a long time as kid…like it was an avatar….if it wasn’t me then who was/is it?

I feel like I’m waiting for some sign that has been there the whole time…I just can’t read the language…and so it’s nothing but more background noise bombarding us.

And I want to make a difference…I want to stand up and shout “You’re all fucking crazy!” but then who is the crazy one then?

How do you resolve the frustrations of the world we live and take part in, with a set of uncompromising values that seem to have transcended you as this incarnation?
If knowledge is power, then why does our society worship all that is dumb, ignorant, and obnoxious?
If we all just rise above the trash, then I feel like I would lose a part of myself in doing so.

Angst.

I dream all the time of this world ending in so many ways…terrible ways.
And what did I do last night as the world was falling apart around me…I climbed into bed (in my dream) with Sensiko and snuggled her.

I don’t know what the point of this was…glean from it something resembling wise thoughts if you dare.
 
@Skarekrow I can identify to a surprising degree.


I feel like I NEED a purpose.
Yes, I am a Father…and a lover, and any other list of titles that I have given myself or other’s have given me.
And I am thankful for all those opportunities…God I have done so much with my life….seen some shit that people don’t normally see or get to do.
So is this just me being a whiny brat, wanting more?
I AM happy with what I have in my life.
Yet….I feel that there is a huge gaping hole that has always been there that can never be filled…not with love, or knowledge, or sex, or drugs, or anger, it just is.
It is.
It is the absence of personal fulfillment.
It cannot be filled with anything…not with spirituality, not with quantum physics, not with God…actually, I don’t think we can purposefully fill it at all.
It’s quite all by accidental stumbling through the labyrinth of life that we find things that seem to fit the absence…and some almost fit perfectly…but that one is meant to fit someone else, not you.

So do you go forth and just keep going through the motions in perpetual insanity waiting and wishing for something to change?
Or do we idly sit and ponder the existence of the absence and try to make reason of the unreasonable?
*Sigh*

I feel surrounded by beauty and love and hopefulness and yet…this wanting never stops.
I feel I will become Captain Ahab…my ship dashed to bits…my crew dead and gone…and I will never reach that crux where it is me vs my great white whale….just that I will drift endlessly on uncharted seas…always.
 
I know that...

But what if I did none of that and it made him happy anyway, which helped and he felt better. Couldn't that also be defined as a success? Doesn't that mean that it still 'worked'?

Doesn't that also mean whether it works or not depends entirely on your standards and definition of what you expect? That's what I was getting at.

Yes.
 
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