Paper Thoughts

HEY YOU

Hey ignorant, follow the leader, the grass is greener

Hoard your money, consume to your hearts discontent

Center in your self. Your intrinsic worth is infinite

Protect yourself from the monster you feed

Greed is your master when want becomes need

Inflate your ego, patriot

Guess who’s number one

You’ve made it to the top

You deserve to take it all

I THINK THEREFORE I AM

Robots can’t be. They can do, but their works are the extent of their existence.

We as human beings can be. We can do, but we can also experience and therefore ‘be’.

We’ve got it all wrong

Numbers and money merely represent physical wealth. Money is not your wealth, it is the means in which to get acquire your wealth. It only has the potential to give ownership. 

So I ask why place the value and worth in a symbol. My thought is to not collect and value money, or to hoard finances. 

I want to see and experience the product of my labour. I want to have my work result in something tangible, not just a number acting as a symbol. 

Living by the land is a good alternative to this. Ridding your world of the numeric worth of all things, including land (down with private property!), and spending your time working the land and surviving by your own means surely leads to a fulfilling life.

As a modern humanity, we get so caught up in economies and trying to measure our lives with a number. It’s not natural. I wont have a part in the economic game. I wont be a number, I am not a robot, I am a being.

Not to be forgotten

A feeling best described as a dropping heart overcame me as I sat upright on my surfboard just off the Malibu coast. A seal rested its head on the tip of my board and stared intently into my eyes for what seemed like forever. It gave me a look that said a million words but left me speechless. It left me constantly remembering its begging eyes for the next few days and nights. 

Around the seal’s neck and upper body was a small dog harness. The material had sunk deep into its neck and its skin had nearly grown right over it. I had to look away after the first glance. I couldn’t look back into its eyes and have him know that there was nothing I could do. 

He ducked back into the water and swam over to Chantel and rested his head on her board, peering into her eyes just he had done with me and was going to do with Kim. He seemed to stay around Chantel for the majority of our encounter. He sensed her sympathy. He could tell she felt deeply empathetic. 

Watching the interaction between these two souls was remarkable. It was evident that there was communication and a sharing of pain. The seal continued to circle her, nudging her and even getting up on the back of her board. I paddled quickly towards her as I saw the seal starting to throw her off balance. I got right up to where he was perched and stared in his tired eyes once again. 

How was I supposed to tell this creature to leave us be and that we couldn’t free him of this noose that was squeezing the life right out of him?

The experience left all three of us shaken up to say the least. We wanted to see aquatic life, but not like this. And although we had all seen it a hundred times on the internet and on TV, it was emotionally profound and heart wrenching to see it right infront of our eyes.

It was an experience that I am not able to file away in my subconscious, only to reveal itself in the occasional dream. This has stayed in my conscious thoughts and I believe that it is there for a reason.

As a human being, I feel responsible for being part of a humanity that does this to its habitat. How shameful. 

The state of an old soul

Old souls become more relaxed, laid back and detached in life. Human existence is familiar and manageable, and there are not so many problems or issues to deal with. The main issues, in fact, are existential rather than material or psychological.

Doing their own thing, old souls end up pursuing nothing but their own path whilst allowing others to pursue theirs, just perfecting their own abilities, being themselves in life to the best that they can. Many do so through artistic, humanitarian or philosophical endeavours, though for many their greatest form of self-fulfillment can be something as “mundane” as gardening.

(Source: personalityspirituality.net)