Friday 13 May 2016

A Life in Pieces



A life in pieces


Birth. Screaming. Washed. Suckling for the first time.
Tiny outfits. Small bathtub. Small bed. Small everything.
Colours. Sounds. Faces. Mum and Dad.
Tongue. Tastes. Hands grabbing. Legs kicking. All fours, crawling.
Standing up. Cheering. Falling down. Laughter. Hugs. Happiness. Safety.

Noises. Repeated. Repeated. Repeated.
Same noises. Copied, imitated. Mum happy. Dad proud.
Little plastic humans. Little plastic animals. Little plastic everything. A miniature life.
Stuffed cartoon people. Stuffed cartoon animals. Stuffed cartoon everything. A soft life.
“Stop!”, “Don’t!”, “Watch out!”. A safe life.

Uniforms. Desks. Boards.
Books. Pencils. Tests.
Education.
Parents. Teachers. Coaches.
Authority.
“Don’t!”, “Stop!”, “Watch out!”. A proper life.

Shouting. Crying. Sulking. Shouting. Banging. Screaming. Sulking. Talking, talking, talking.
Confusion.
Heart quickening. Stomach twisting. Life brightening.
Heart breaking. Stomach retching. Life over.
Love.

Choose. Decide. Produce.
Make money. Make a family. Make up your mind.
Responsibility.
Confusion.
Married. Single. Tied. Free. Job. No job. Career. No career.
Confusion. Envy. Not happy.
Birth. Screaming. Tired. Holding your baby the first time.
Happiness, hope, the future.
Family. Responsibility.
Safety. Security.
Anxiety.
Blood pressure. Cholesterol. No salt.
Adulthood.

Counting. Waiting. Looking back.
Tired. Weak. Exhausted.
Tongue, not tasting. Hands, twisted. Legs not moving.
People gathering. Blanket pulled up. Crying
Gently. Being respectful.
Silence. Blackness. Space.
Seeing? Hearing? Sensing?
Here, or not? Gone, or not?

What is this?

Wednesday 11 May 2016

The Secret: The Law of Attraction


Update: Please read this and keep it mind as you read the original post, then link it to the NOTE I left at the bottom.

 "اعقلها وتوكل"
muslims know what this means and for non-muslims or non-Arabic speakers it is translated roughly into, (prepare and then have faith.)





I'm writing this and I trust it will find its way to the right people who either need to read it or will help me understand it more.

The first time I read the book The Secret by Rhonda Byrne I was not a fan. In fact I hated it. I now realize that I was not ready to for it yet. My impulse at this moment is to tell you that this post will contain talk of things that you could deem to mushy and touchy-feely but I will not say it. Then again, I just did. Anyway, if you feel compelled to continue reading, know that I too, in this moment, am feeling compelled to write for you. And here is my question:

If our thoughts are the starting point of manifesting anything and everything into physical existence, then what do we do about books and TV? And by TV I mean movies, good movies, the artistic, really deep and thought-provoking type, and also TV series. These two buckets of...stuff, I really like and consume a lot of, but now I am thinking, if I want to read a really good book but that is kind of depressing, how can I stop other depressing events from manifesting in my day?

Now that I write it I guess it sounds kind of lame surrendering your whole existence to your thoughts and that feeling of being powerless just doesn't feel right. Then gain, it's the belief in the strength of this Law of Attraction that got me, and maybe you too, here in the first place. And according to those who have spoken on this topic before, and I believe them now, the Law is in effect anyway whether we believe it or not.

I feel myself slowing down and starting to intellectualize things too much, so I'll try to get myself back in the zone that started me on this post.

Our thoughts are the seed, the starting point of manifesting our very lives around us.
Control our thoughts and hold onto and focus on positive thoughts, the thoughts of what we want our lives to be and we shall have it.
How to enjoy great art, that could provoke undesirable thoughts, or bring to the forefront of our minds images of things we do not want in our actual lives?
The answer I am thinking of is that those, and i hope I can count myself one of them, who have the fortitude of mind to hold onto their desirable thoughts in a conscious manner, should be able, through that same power of mind, to enjoy art, assimilate it, and distill it and transform the experience of that art, even it at the moment it was not in line with their desirable thoughts and translate that experience in and of itself into something that fits with their own narrative.

I trust that if you were supposed to read this and if it arrived in your life at the right time that you will take away from it what you need.

Note: After I finished writing the original post and as I was googling a picture (the one I used at the top here) to add to my post (I hope this is not infringement or anything) I came across a YouTube video that talks about why The Secret aka The Law of Attraction is bullshit. First, for me, I believe that the fact that I found that video before I publish this post and how it drove me to add this note and the update above speaks more in favour of The Secret than anything else. The video and probably anyone else who argues that this is "bullshit" in my opinion has understood it in not quite the right way. It's not about ignoring your problems or burying your head in the sand or not going to a doctor because you can think your way into better health. No, it's just like the saying of Prophet Mohamed that I quoted at the top "Prepare and then have faith". I really don't think I can make it any clearer so I'll stop right here.

Saturday 7 May 2016

Nothing Exceeds Like Excess

     Why do we like pushing ourselves to the limit?

     If we crave adventure, why is the more dangerous the better?
     If we like horror, why is the scarier the better?
     If, if, if, if.

     Why is excess a good thing?

     I know that our first impulse, our defensive conscious minds, our neo cortex, would jump out and indignantly deny that accusation. Who ever said excess is a good thing?! How dare you include us in what is apparently the desires of a tired disturbed mind in the late hours after midnight?!

     Well, if you really think that we, collectively, humans and inhabitants of the modern world, do not crave excess, of everything, then close this page and move on.

     However, if you are still reading, then first allow me to applaud you for having the courage to confront yourself with me. Come stand by my side, and let's look ourselves in the mirror.

     As I write these sentences I realize that this may be too big a topic to tackle in one post. I am actively considering saving this post and using it later as a starter for a bigger essay. I even admit right now that these past few sentences are like fillers so I can get a chance to think of what I'm going to do with this topic. But fear not, I shall not abandon you my courageous reader who has come this far.

     I've been moved to write this piece by a feeling I have had over the past few weeks of wanting to do more of anything just to push myself to a limit. I also realize now that when people read this, those who know me might start getting some wrong ideas about what I was pushing myself to do. To those I say, first, "Hi, how are you?" and second, do not worry, I still have the same defensive conscious mind and neo cortex that conforms to society and prevents me from following my baser instincts. At least stops me from anything deemed by society to be too stupid. But hey, you've read this far, so you probably know what I am talking about. So don't judge me. Just continue reading and reflect.

     The urge I have been having is to push my limits. Stay up as late as I can, work out as hard as I can, continuously read for as long as I can. Reading back, I can see that my limits are pretty nerdy, but you get the point.

     People inflict pain on themselves, do drugs, drink alcohol, gamble, all within limits. Until they go over the limits.

     I can pop open another window on this computer and search for "different ways people push their limits", but I won't do that because a) this isn't about presenting well-researched facts, if you call using Google research. b) I would come up with too many examples to include here, and c) you, my target audience, probably already know what I'm talking about.

     We all want to do something out of and over the ordinary, the ordinary being what we've been used to all our lives and what is considered within normal limits by society. I notice how many times I have used the word "Society". Note to self: Gotta check that out. We all want to see how far we could go. Is it only a matter of testing ourselves or does it give us some gratification? From my nerdy urges, I'd say there's gratification we seek.

     Another reason I believe that pushing the limits makes us feel good, is how much we like to watch bad guys on screen. If what we see on the movies is shown to us on the evening news, we cringe, we feel sick, pray that the guy/girl get what they deserve. I agree with that, we are not animals, and we need maintain our civility to survive, progress and not get swept away by chaos. But that's the thing, all the movies and TV shows show us that when push comes to shove and the apocalypse comes (floods, fire, nuclear, zombies or otherwise), Man will be the most dangerous thing out there. I mean just watch The Walking Dead.

     The same things that we see on the news and condemn, are the things we pay money to see in the movies. We watch with our eyes fixed on the screen and although our neo cortex tells us to feel happy that the bad guy got what he deserved in the end, between point A at the beginning of the movie and point B where the guy/gal goes to jail/dies there's a whole lot of dead bodies, blood, explosions, torture, tricks, cheating, stealing, drug dealing, drug using and a whole spectrum of "wrong" things that we pay and sit to see. And enjoy.

     I mean, millions of people have tuned in to watch The Sopranos every week for years, and that's just one example because it's an example I like. We watch to see what's going to happen, will Tony Soprano (or any other villain of your choice) receive their Karmic justice? But let's admit it, we still liked Tony Soprano, he was entertaining, he was cool. We liked Don Corleone and his son Michael. And yes, I like Mafia stories. We still liked Tony Montana, Walter White, Colonel Hans Landa and Jules Winnfield.

     In the end, I don't have an answer as to why we like excess? Why do we like to push ourselves? And why do we like the fictional characters who can do it and look cool? I just know we do. I know that deep down we are animals operating on instinct and that if our neo cortex, our conscious minds, our societal rules fall apart or get put on hold for a moment, it will be a moment where we will run free to see how far our limits go. And it won't be pretty.


Or is it just me?