Sunday, December 18, 2011

Humble the Poet

Ever have a moment of familiarity? When you look back at certain events that have occurred in your life, do you ever find yourself saying,  "I should be past this" "I've been here before". Don't these moments seem to occur in cycles? I've been experiencing moments like this my entire life. I experience events that keep bringing me back to one essential truth. This truth that I speak of is, everything that we know, we only THINK we know. The fact remains that we know nothing. We are not in the position to proclaim that we know the entirety of a situation, most notably, what someone is thinking/feeling or any other reason we can come up with to explain why something is happening in our life. Because we do not know, we are also not in a position to judge. We go through intense and possibly traumatic (sometimes cyclical) experiences to remind us to be humble. To be humble would mean to surrender to the life force that runs through you. To be humble would mean to lower your guard and accept the state of fragility that life can certainly put you in. I know this is hard, but when you start realizing that life goes on with or without you, it's like a slap in the face that says, "It's not all about you". Unfortunately a few more of us need to feel the "grace" of this "slap".   

When you are humbled by life, initial feelings of powerlessness are almost certain. We get to a point where we become childlike, as if we had to start life all over again. Everything we once knew we can no longer accept. Everything we once felt, we can no longer entertain and we are left with nothing. We are back to square one and this my friends is an extremely frustrating and hurtful experience. This experience we all willingly choose in our life to get our head out of the clouds, whether consciously or unconsciously. The effect however, allows you to build yourself anew, an opportunity to redefine who you are, to be better at being you. Therefore, there is only one thing to do, which is to embrace it because there is no other way to live.

As far as for the things we do know, there is nothing to be said or even question about them. Those of us who truly know what we know, what we believe, what we see, don’t feel the need to defend it or express it to anyone. The very instance we try to express what we know, we do one of two things, the first is that we taint this knowledge we seek to explain by prescribing words to it. Words can never capture the essence of an idea, the totality of your knowing.  Second, by talking about it, we concede that we really don't know it. True masters; don't go about trying to convince people of their ideology, even if they are asked to explain it (take Buddha's famous silent sermons as an example).

Lasting change is almost always preceded by great chaos. When we start to accept these changes in our life, we start, or at least hope to see things for what they are. We are completely unaware of how our desires and projections shape our perception of reality. We can choose to see things the way we want them to be and not even know it. We can be convinced of anything based on how badly we desire an outcome. We become the biggest players in our delusional games simply by justifying what we want to see by convincing ourselves that what’s truly wrong for us, is somehow destined to be right for us.  Isn’t it time to stop playing these senseless games and get serious with our lives? Deep down inside we know we are making mistakes when we choose to ignore our concious. Ignorance is certainly not an excuse. Isn’t it about time to start looking in the mirror and see what’s actually being shone, rather then convincing ourselves of what we want to see. Like I said before, if you have to convince yourself of something, then you truly don’t know it, you truly don’t believe it. The truth almost always lies in opposition to what you are convincing of yourself.

The Truth or Consciousness is such a subtle remedy, because it does not impose itself onto you. It is hidden yet it always surrounds you; in fact it’s everywhere. Yet to the untrained eye, it is camouflaged like the space between these lines, and these lines are what we project onto our reality. Some of us get stuck on these words, (or in this case, my words) some of us look past them and see the uniting platform on which we place these words, for the background is no different when I start this sentence or when I end this post. Although this is quite a confusing analogy, the point that I am trying to make is wherever you look; you are looking truth in the face. We have never stopped seeing the truth, because it has never left us. We have simply distorted its image, and we have perceived it to be twisted with our desires. This is the beauty of choice this is the beauty of life. Life is choice. I believe all of these words, life, consciousness, truth, choice, are all synonymous words for God. It is when we release these desires, attachments, and delusions, from our consciousness, do we see the truth for what it is, and not its distortion. Since we resist ridding ourselves of these vices, we attract this energy that has the intention to break down reality before our eyes. We resist making these changes so much that the only way for us to move forward in our lives is if we invite these rude awakenings. At this point we have no other choice. Once we get past our negative emotions associated with the "rudeness" of life, which only we are responsible for, it truly becomes a humbling experience. 

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Everything is Backwards

It's ironic how we ignore those who want us, want those who ignore us, love those who hurt us, and hurt those who love us...

Just something to think about. Planning on sharing some profound words soon.

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Hello Mr. Nice Watch!

If you are looking for an interesting story because of the title of this post, you're outta luck. However, I will say this, I did choose this title because of my brother Amir. I don't know how we came up with it but I guess it really doesn't matter. You see Amir and I have a very special relationship. Our conversations are almost always a culmination of rap lyrics and silly/childish gestures like "wassup lil mama" or "whats good garbanzo beans". It makes no sense at all and sometimes we even get a little competitive with who can make up the most ridiculous nicknames. If you're fortunate enough to third wheel with me and Amir, you know exactly what im talking about. For this connection I am forever grateful. People who spend time with us must think we're mentally ill for how ridiculous we get with these nicknames. What's even funnier is how we maintain such consistency on the quality of this ridiculousness. It's nice to know that you can act like a complete goof ball and still have a friend who knows exactly what you'r talking about, let alone someone who tries to top your insult! My brother is the kind of person who's always looking for a laugh. The crazy thing is, is that he has the MOST contagious laugh. Once he gets started you're in for a treat. It may not even be funny, but his laugh is so intense, that you begin to laugh at the intensity of his laughter. Maybe one day I will secretly record one of our sessions of laughter and you can see for yourself. Many nights I have found myself short of breath struggling to stay alive laughing with this kid! I see him as the lighthearted soul in my life who always reminds me to live and laugh and forget about everything else.  It's no surprise then, that this random title "Hello Mr. Nice Watch" is a common greeting between the two of us.