Ride the Slide

If I think of life as a dangerous experience, then I’m awarded with excitement. The drawback to this perspective is the potential for anxiety. But if I’m unable to amuse myself in any other way, fear is a great cure for boredom.

If I think of life as a peaceful experience, then I’m awarded with ease. The drawback to this perspective is the potential for boredom. But as long as I have a hobby or creative pursuit, I’ll have something to keep me busy.

If life is a simulation, we might readily select the dangerous experience option. Boredom is the enemy of an eternal being. Any game that becomes boring becomes unplayable. But whether the danger is real or simply perceived is a different question.

So unless we cultivate in ourselvelf the ability to self-amuse with the mundane, then we are truly getting what we wish for when the intensity is turned up high. A tranquil life requires the capacity to derive joy from stillness (like meditation for instance).

There’s an imbalance, an underlying dissatisfaction to life, because that is exactly what we want. Every story or game has something “wrong” that requires resolution. We don’t want to cure the imbalance but simply ride the slide it creates.

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Untethered Summary

As mentioned previously, I recently finished reading The Untethered Soul: The Journey Beyond Yourself by Michael A. Singer. What follows is a summary of my earlier interpretation and summation of the book:

Inside my mind, an internal dialog constantly plays. The words are not truth, but meaningless-chatter, drifting to whatever titillates most. The subject-matter oftentimes paints life as a dismal experience. Yet I am not these words, I am the ever-present listener.

My mind enjoys mulling over problems. If one is solved, another needs to fill its place. I must remember though, that these aren’t my problems, they’re just fodder for my mind to ponder. When I get too wrapped-up in these conundrums, then of course life seems problematic. But with a little distance, I can comfortably appreciate the spectacle.

Amongst all the change in life, there’s a continuity of awareness — a part that keeps on watching. I am this watcher. Thoughts, emotions, and external objects all compete for my attention — and I, I experience life.

I trade full and complete immersion for a farther focus. Instead of believing myself the character on stage, I maintain my perspective as an audience member enjoying the show. I’m aware that I’m watching. And I realize, I’m not as limited as my formerly tight focus led me to believe.

I can’t set conditions and close myself off to life when they aren’t met. Complete enjoyment requires complete acceptance. No matter the scene before me, I must embrace it with openness.

The scenes of life are meant to be experienced in the brief instance I see them — obsessing on a passing part causes problems. Scenes serve to stimulate and delight as they flash by, thus I mustn’t cling lest I stop-up the flow. My role is to relax and appreciate, letting the narrative play out unimpeded.

When I perceive life as dangerous and unpleasant, I try to hide and establish a limited experience. But the ever engaging narrative-of-life sends stimuli to encourage my involvement, yet I interpret these invitations as harassment. I must refrain from focusing my attention on paranoid and pessimistic thoughts lest I invite the dreariness to stay. Therefore, whenever I feel even a bit bothered, I “relax and release”. From this simple little practice, I’m rewarded with an ability to enjoy the experiences of life.

Why do I so willingly accept the premise that life is a precarious predicament in which I must struggle to survive? Am I really under constant threat of doom? It turns out that life is much easier than I assumed. I was just being a scaredy-cat, so of course everything looked hopeless and hostile. Focusing on every little worry tainted my perception and made the world seem miserable. Now whenever I notice negativity I use it as a trigger, reminding me to let go of it, to “relax and release”.

By attempting to hide from what scares me, I’m actually focusing on fear, welcoming it with open arms. If I simply stop fiddling with fear, it’ll go way. I’m only exacerbating my pain by poking it. After all, I’m just the observer — situations come and go but the audience keeps on watching. Things get comfy as I realize there’s nothing to be afraid of, just a spectacle to appreciate.

I had accepted the absurd premise that life was out to get me. Life was horrific, a brutal beast just biding its time until it could pounce. There was no goodness to be had, I was to be punished for some unjust reason. But now I choose to enjoy life — I’m done with my immature imaginings, I’m done fighting against life. There was never any struggle except that which I created for myself. I’ve been carried by life the entire time. Nothing needs to be done, no riddles to solve, no problems to fix. My thoughts are just thoughts, they aren’t a means to figure out life, I must simply trust and follow along.

I’ve been too long lost in a cycle of suffering, all stemming from my over sensitivity to life’s flashing lights. I was caught off-guard to find myself immersed in such a spectacle. Now without fear, I roam in a relaxed-state simply accepting life’s circumstances, enjoying the show. I mustn’t be afraid, but amused. Life is not dismal, but delightful.

Beyond the confines of the mind is a wondrous world. I’d been too-long locked within my limited view that I couldn’t fathom it. All the while, life lovingly attempted to demolish the cell-like structure I built with my nearsighted perspective — yet I desperately defended the walls, so afraid was I of the unknown. To let in the light, I simply allow life to breakdown the barriers — life will reclaim what I don’t maintain.

I’ve only ever looked at life with my shortsightedness, so of course everything appeared beyond reach. Now when I meet a self-imposed limit, I dismiss it and keep going. I trust in life’s benevolence to carry me through (just as it always has, I was simply too lost to appreciate the support).

I am not the thoughts, emotions, or sensory data — I’m the awareness that experiences them. Attempting to hold onto these flickering images results in frustration as the mirage slips through my fingers. Yet when I focus too intensely on these things, I get lost in them — like getting absorbed into a book or movie. I’ll even replay the scenes over and over until I get lost even further. But I no longer want to live as a character I created out of my own confusion. If I simply allow the scenes to pass while maintaining my place in the audience, the struggle ends. I’m not the director — I simply sit back, relax, and enjoy the show.

I can’t grab for happiness, I must let go to get it. I can’t impose a set of requirements that must be met before I’m willing to be happy. I have to accept everything as it is, right now — that’s what happiness is: inexhaustible acceptance. Circumstances don’t matter, perspective does. If I don’t want to be afflicted by drama, then I mustn’t let anything bother me. I can no longer criticize life or apply limits that limit my happiness. Now when I feel discomfort developing, I let go, enjoying the experience of existing.

Strain and anxiety are not essential ingredients of existence. I need not live a life riddled with dilemmas. Life doesn’t have to be interpreted as a tragedy. When I simply watch and appreciate, I can know contentment. I must leave whatever happens where it happens, not carry it into the next moment. I give significance to a scene whenever I follow the path of outrage — the actual problem was my overreaction. I must trust and believe in life’s benevolent nature. Without suspiciousness, I react to experiences in a comfortable way. From here, life looks decent after all.

When I contemplate the brevity of life, little-things lose their importance. Instantaneously, my perspective shifts when faced with the nearness of death, demonstrating the superficiality of the so-called significant. My task here is living life, experiencing humanness. And what death provides, is the limited-supply that makes existence more valuable.

It takes effort to push myself out of balance — so to achieve balance, I simply stop pushing. I don’t want to maintain a litany of preferences, I want life to keep providing just as it always has. Life supplies the entertaining content and I appreciatively consume it — that’s the balance I seek. Life doesn’t come with instructions simply because they’re unnecessary, I only need to watch.

When I identify with the watcher rather than the character, the intensity of the spectacle lessens, worldly worries fade. I’m no longer jumping out of my seat to yell at the presentation. I respectfully observe while the narrative unfolds, giving the author the benefit-of-the-doubt, trusting it’ll be a good show, and appreciating the effort involved with creating such a grand production. I’m no longer so intensely focused on my own character as I take in the entire stage and everyone on it. The lights, the sounds, the laughs, the action, the drama, the mystery, the suspense — it’s all there. The magic of the live performance is electrifying. It was merely a misunderstanding for me to ever think life was anything but a delightful adventure in which I’m an integral part.

Book Report: Untethered Soul

I just finished reading The Untethered Soul: The Journey Beyond Yourself by Michael A. Singer. I don’t typically read contemporary spirituality-themed books but I happened to see someone talking about it on YouTube and their description and reaction to the book struck a chord. After reading it, I’d say the premise aligns well with my current understanding of existence. What follows is my interpretation and summation of the book.

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An internal dialog plays constantly in our mind. Yet this voice is not who we are, it simply exists as a spectacle to be observed. Our life is much improved when we don’t identify as this voice, but merely watch it as an interested audience member. We are the one listening, not the one talking.

The words are essentially meaningless-chatter that drift to whatever titillates most. This gossip, this chatterbox, does not speak truth, only what evokes excitement of some sort. And due to the constant complaining and disparagement, life can seem a dismal place. As a result, our physical-world problems aren’t really the root of our dissatisfaction, it’s this faultfinder.

The way out of this state of dissatisfaction is to identify with the observer, not the voice.

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The inner dialog always seeks a conundrum to mull over. If one is solved, another need fill its place. But it’s best to realize that the mind simply seeks something to do, these problems are not ours — we’re simply the watcher.

We become dissatisfied when we allow our awareness to get lost amongst these problems. It’s more enjoyable to pull-back a bit where we can comfortably observe. Our inner dialog is a reliable source for drama, not discernment — so creating distance allows us to appreciate this predicament.

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Everything changes, yet there’s a continuity of awareness — the part that watches keeps on watching. The cavalcade of thoughts, emotions, and outer objects compete for the attention of this experiencer. Remove this awareness and there’s nothingness, thus we are the perpetual observer.

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Lucid living, is remaining aware of our own awareness. Full and complete immersion is traded for a farther focus. Instead of getting lost in the action, believing we’re the character on stage, we maintain our perspective as an audience member enjoying the show.

So instead of directly focusing on the fleeting things before us, we can focus on a singular thing: our awareness itself. This is what it means to be awakened. The show goes on while we watch it — yet now we’re aware of being the watcher.

And as we keep zooming out, we realize we’re not as limited as our tight focus led us to believe.

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As dramatic episodes throughout our life demonstrate, motivation and energy do not derive from food or sleep. Energy is always available, we simply refuse to use it, closing ourself off instead.

To utilize this endless energy, we must remain open, always. We can’t set conditions and close when they aren’t met. Total enjoyment requires complete openness.

No matter what happens, embrace it with an accepting attitude. Make it a game if you must. We define limits that when crossed, cause us to shut down. We need only stop setting these traps.

Fostering this energy is of the utmost importance, as ethusiasm can make every experience more enjoyable and can heal what ails us. We encourage this energy by never closing. Whenever we feel the urge to shut down, we simply relax and release to remain open.

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Inspiration, enthusiasm, confidence, and strength arise from a source deep within. We restrict the flow of these resources by closing ourself off in response to life’s ongoings.

Life’s ongoings are simply scenes meant to be experienced in the the brief instance they’re presented. They stimulate and delight as they parade by, one after another. Our only response should be to appreciatively watch whatever is in front of us.

It is in error to get stuck on a particular detail and shun the oncoming scenes. Obsessing on a passing part causes problems, creating a persistent blockage. Eventually new events start passing but accumulating obstructions serve to restrict flow.

Whether delightful or disturbing, we mustn’t cling onto scenes that are meant to be momentary. We mustn’t fight the narrative before us, but rather let the spectacle play out unimpeded. Our role is to relax, laugh, and feel whatever’s called for in the moment — this is how we enjoy the show.

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When we perceive life as unpleasant or even dangerous, we pitifully attempt to protect ourself. In doing so, we avoid engaging with life. We recoil with horror anytime life upsets our delicate bubble of minimal participation.

Yet there always seems to be something attempting to break through this defensive shield. This predicament leaves us feeling anxious, as if life is out to get us. Our goal therefore, is to stop maintaining a blockade. And once we stop being defensive, we’re free to roam without a care.

Whenever we sense a disturbance, we should refuse to follow. Instead, watch and let it pass. Attempting to defend only delays its journey. We must refrain from focusing on these disturbances lest we invite them to stay. The more attention we give them, the more their power to disturb increases.

As soon as we feel bothered, we must “relax and release”. For this simple little practice, we’re rewarded with an ability to enjoy our experiences. We no longer follow the melodramatic mind down dreary pathways. We make our fun by refusing the pull, letting go instead.

Over and over we’ll feel a tug or a pull, but each and every time we must “relax and release”. We always have that ability, we need only apply it. No matter the picture painted in the mind, it’s best to let go – remain open and aware.

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When we fear life, we see potential calamity everywhere. We then struggle against this perceived danger, plotting the safest course through a perilous landscape. We attempt to run from the wild beast that is life.

But why do we believe life is a precarious predicament that must be battled under constant threat of doom? Why did we so willingly accept that premise? Is our fear even valid? Perhaps life would unfold just fine without our caution-based intervention.

Why should our entire existence be based on the assumptions of a scaredy-cat? Of course everything will appear frightening from that perspective. If we would only dismiss the fear, the world would not appear so bleak and hostile.

Life is simply surrounding us with stimulation. If we willingly accept and appreciate the scenes flickering by, allowing them to pass through without pausing, life is easy. Whenever a scene upsets us, we must immediately let go — outrage is not the option we want.

If we follow the upsetness, getting distracted by the disturbance, we get lost again. Our perception becomes tainted and the world looks repulsive. But conveniently, we can use this irritation as a trigger, reminding us to “relax and release”.

The worst thing to do, is listen to the disturbed mind’s opinion on the matter — it’s in no position to fix anything. We especially don’t want to express this negativity externally, polluting our surroundings, where it will eventually come back to bite us.

To avoid these complications, we need only let go when we notice the initial negativity. Focusing on negativity feeds it. Instead, use these disturbances as triggers to open and release, letting them pass through without delay.

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When we attempt to hide from what hurts us, we’re letting fear direct our life. We think we’re protecting ourself from the hurt but we’re actually focusing on it, allowing the fear to thrive. And by avoiding so much in our surroundings, we limit the life we live.

Our most incapable component should not be leading the way. To stop this, we must focus on who we are: we are not the hurt, we are the observer. When we stop fiddling with it, the hurt goes away. Poking at the pain exacerbates it.

We must understand that we’re the one observing the drama. They’re just feelings and ideas floating by, we simply watch. Emotional experiences occur, we just don’t get lost in them. Enjoy the spectacle, and it’ll pass.

It’s much easier to identify as the audience instead of a character riddled with problems. Things get simple, comfortable, and energy just flows. We merely watch and appreciate the parade passing before us.

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We must choose: do we want to enjoy life, or not? Do we want to keep imagining life is a horrific experience? Do we want to keep believing that we don’t deserve the goodness of life, that we need to be punished for some reason?

For dissatisfaction to end, we must admit the absurdity we accepted as a way of life. We unwittingly asked our mind to solve our existential angst through worldly means. The poor mind is worn out. Any output provided by this weary mind is inevitably defective.

We’re always bothered by something. Whether by lingering problems or by new ones that regularly spring up, we always have a problem with something. Yet, our actual problem is not with these particular problems.

Our problem is that we’ve been fearfully fighting life. Yet life has been on our side the entire time, there’s no struggle to be had. We don’t have to figure out how to live life correctly, the answers just come when we trust in life’s benevolence.

All we have to do is stop being afraid, trust, and know that nothing needs fixing. Stop worrying, and the need for worry stops. We shouldn’t engage with anxious thoughts, just watch them and they go away.

We are the watcher of thoughts, not the thoughts themselves. Thoughts can’t protect us and they can’t fix our problems, we should simply stay aware as they pass. As we lose focus, we become free of their influence.

We can’t get lost while we’re aware. We can use the drama as a reminder to remain seated in awareness. Just watch the mind. With everything that stirs our clinging or closing: “relax and release”.

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We run too often from the fear of pain. All this pain avoidance makes us overly sensitive. Our over sensitivity makes us even more afraid of pain, which creates a horrible cycle of suffering.

Without the fear of pain, we’d roam around in a relaxed state, accepting life’s circumstances and enjoying ourself. To get there, we must change our perspective about pain. When things get intense or don’t go as planned, we shouldn’t label that experience as painful. As an audience member, we can simply sit back and be amused by it.

We mustn’t be afraid of this world, but trust in its goodness. Anytime negativity manifests within, we must release the feeling, not follow it, open and allow it to pass. When we freely allow these disturbances to come and go, no longer focusing on them, we’ll find our greatness.

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There’s a brilliant world outside of our mind. Yet we’ve been locked up so long we can’t fathom it. We’ve been living inside of a self-constructed artificial inner-world in which happiness depends on meager handmade scraps.

We’re aware of nothing beyond this confined space, a tiny structure formed from our thoughts. Life in its benevolence regularly attempts to tear down these walls, yet we stand ready to ceaselessly defend them.

We can break free of this self-imposed prison and move into the brilliance beyond, becoming enlightened. We simply allow life to break down the barriers. Life will reclaim whatever we don’t maintain.

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We must stop defining life in limited ways. We’ve only ever looked at life with our nearsighted perspective, making everything appear cramped. We then struggle to understand our situation based on this underdeveloped model of reality.

Our task is to shed these self-imposed limits. Whenever they’re reached, dismiss them and keep going. We must trust in the goodness of life to carry us through (just as it always has, even though we’ve so far failed to appreciate it).

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Everything that surrounds us is fleeting. Whenever we attempt to hold onto these flickering images, we suffer from frustration as the mirage slips through our fingers. We cannot cling to what is temporary.

The one constant among these fading moments, is our awareness. We are not thoughts, emotions, or sensory data — we are what’s aware of these experiences. Yet if we focus too much on these things, we lose ourself in them.

Just as we get absorbed in books and movies, our awareness gets absorbed in existence. But when our concentration focuses too intensely, and we pause on the passing scene, we bind ourself to it. All these recorded scenes remain with us, skewing our perspective for what comes next.

We replay these recorded scenes over and over until they become the basis of our understanding. We imagine that this is who we are, but it’s not, it’s just a mishmash of clips that caught our attention. We must delete this stored data and allow life to pass by un-archived.

If we just let life play out without getting lost to it, the struggle ends. One scene after another parades before us as we sit comfortably in the audience watching it all fly by, an amazing spectacle of light and sound. All we have to do is react lightheartedly to the ongoing amusement.

We are not in charge of directing our life. We’ll lose that struggle. The passing scenes aren’t ours to capture. We don’t want to live as a character of our own confusion-based creation. There’s nothing to do but watch: sit back, relax, and enjoy the show.

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We don’t achieve happiness by grasping, but by letting go. In other words, we can’t impose a set of requirements on life that must be met before we’re willing to be happy. We have to accept everything as it is, right now — that’s what happiness is: inexhaustible acceptance.

Circumstances don’t matter, perspective does. If we don’t want to be afflicted by drama, then we mustn’t let anything bother us, we mustn’t cling to a set of expectations about life. Life always presents events that challenge our preconceived notions.

When we feel discomfort developing, we have to let go and just enjoy the experience of life as it’s happening. This is how we win the game of life: just stay open and accepting no matter what. Happiness then becomes our path to true spiritual enlightenment — meditation becomes a practice to reseat our awareness.

With a habit of happiness, we gain purpose and a path. We align with creation itself as we appreciate our existence to the fullest. We no longer criticize life or apply limits that limit our happiness. We come to know the infinite, we come to know true joy.

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Strain and anxiety are not essential ingredients of existence. We need not live a life riddled with dilemmas. Life doesn’t need to be interpreted as a tragedy. When we simply watch and appreciate, we can know contentment.

Our awareness can refuse to accept the scene happening before it. But by doing so, we give the scene significance and make it memorable, we aren’t stopping it from occurring in the first place.

Our underlying problem is with our reaction to the scenes we see inside our head. Worrying about the past, present, or future is just wasting energy. We should be ready in every moment to receive the continuous stream of life as it flows through us, providing to it our full attention.

To fix this, we have to cease our outrage and calm our overreaction. We mustn’t bring a frame from the previous scene into the next scene. Leave whatever happens where it happens.

Essentially, we have to trust in life’s benevolence. Our negative reactions stem from our fear and unmet expectations. If we’re not scared and we perceive all outcomes as positive, there’s no problem. Life happens and we naturally react in a comfortable way.

When we’re no longer criticizing and complaining, life looks decent after all. People and places change for the better before our eyes. And the way to perceive this improvement, is to “relax and release” whenever we sense discomfort or dissatisfaction. We should relentlessly remain an appreciative audience.

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A trick we can use to broaden our perspective and enhance our appreciation, is to think about death. When we contemplate impermanence, we’re thankful for the time we have. When we contemplate the brevity of lifespans, the little-things lose their importance.

We can notice how instantaneously our perspective shifts when faced with the nearness of death, showing the superficiality of those things we thought significant moments ago. Through a familiarity with death we can also lose our fear of life.

Our task here is living life, it’s to experience humanness. And what death provides, is the limited-supply that makes existence more valuable. Death isn’t a negative, it’s actually adding worth to the things currently existing.

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It takes effort to push ourself out of balance — so to achieve balance, we simply stop pushing. And when we’re no longer expending all this energy, we’ll find we have plenty left for experiencing the moment we’re in.

We don’t want to maintain preferences, we simply want life to keep providing for us, like always. Life supplies the entertaining content and we appreciatively consume it — that’s the balance we seek to achieve.

Life takes care of everything, there’s nothing we need do but watch. There’s no hardship to endure, no strain to be had. Life doesn’t come with instructions because we don’t need them — we simply wake up and follow along.

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When we identify with the observer rather than the character, we move beyond our worldly worries. The intensity of the spectacle lessens as we’re no longer jumping up and yelling at the presentation.

We develop this distance by accepting the scenes as they come, patiently observing the narrative as it unfolds, giving the author the benefit of the doubt, believing it’ll be a good show, and appreciating the effort involved with creating such a grand production — like any good audience would.

When we become the audience, we see everyone as part of the production. Our character is not more or less important than any other, we lose the intense focus we had on our character and see the entire stage.

The magic of the live performance hits us and we’re electrified. We love everything about it. All this, and we get to be part of it? Amazing. The lights, the sounds, the laughs, the action, the drama, the mystery, the suspense — it’s all there.

We stop criticizing and start appreciating. We see nothing but the love and care put into the production known as life. It was merely a misunderstanding for us to ever think life was anything but a delightful adventure in which we’re an integral part.

In conclusion: Sit back, relax, and enjoy the show.

Story Mode

In pretend-play, we can imagine ourself as a single-character hero besieged by an army of one-dimensional villains. When we get tired of winning all the time, we might begin to explore our own character, perhaps sending in some tougher foes. Maybe this time our hero struggles to win or maybe loses a few, only to come back more powerful than ever. Eventually, we might even start exploring the depths of our opponents. Maybe they had reasons to attack, maybe they had their own struggles. Perhaps we might begin to see commonality, teaming up to defeat an even greater enemy. Or maybe we’ll see the futility in fighting and begin to construct a grand society.

As we move along a spiritual path, it’s said that we eventually drop the extreme focus we have on ourself. Instead of only seeing the lone protagonist, we start seeing beyond. Instead of seeing those we interact with as pure good or pure evil, we see nuance. During this time, we believe ourself to be a lone actor playing as a single character. As we move along the path, we notice there’s too much synchrony, things fit together too well to be the random interaction of independent characters. We realize that there must be an omniscient narrator holding the story together.

Then as we proceed further, we come to the understanding that we are the omniscient narrator, or at least some facet of a greater being. At this point we realize the story-like nature of existence with its plethora of story arcs. As we proceed on the spiritual path, the story that surrounds becomes more natural to act within. Whereas we used to fight against the plot, we now flow, appreciating the play. What’s more, the drama we witness lessens to match our gentling temperament. Other characters become multidimensional while adding flavor to the narrative.

When we play pretend, we usually know it’s just for fun. Taking things too seriously is the best way to spoil that fun. Likewise, when we take life too seriously, we spoil our fun. The spiritual path is no grander thing than this: to realize the lighthearted nature of existence. And once aware, we’re to play out our role, enjoying the entire experience.

Trust in Fun

I see so much as subpar. You’ll think I’m being negative but I’m not. Well, not exactly. How can so much be below average? Where’s the average? Where’s the above average? What’s going on? Something must be wrong. And you know what they say, if everything smells like poop, better check your shoes.

I entered into this dream-world gasping for air, frightened by existence. Utterly confused, I hobbled together a broken theory of reality. I tried using my crude ideas as a means to traverse life, but of course they failed to adequately explain. Just a case of the blind leading the blind.

It’s as if I awoke on an amusement-park ride, immediately rattled by the sights and sounds. I jumped off the car and proceeded to make my own path through the ride’s building. Of course I was lost and got even more scared. Nothing looked right as I wasn’t in the correct position to see it. There’s no fun to be had walking behind the scenes in utter darkness.

I get it now. Please keep your hands and arms inside the vehicle and remain seated at all times. I have to trust the ride. Trust in fun. It’s silly to think I should craft my own path. I don’t know what I’m doing, how could it be best to strike out on my own? Sit back, relax, and enjoy the show. Duh. It’s so simple.

Staying Current

People are always referring to an ancient primitive past, yet it’s possible no such time ever existed. In my mind I tend to allow for the possibility of Last Thursdayism. Perhaps existence began only a few days ago. Who knows if memories haven’t been implanted and artifacts faked.

In dreams for instance, we regularly create scenes in which backstories are implied and objects are placed as if they’ve always been there. Maybe life is but a dream. Or perhaps it’s a computer simulation. Either way, we can easily see that manufactured history is readily relatable.

Consequently, I don’t worry about the past (or future). It might be fiction. Nor do I buy into the idea that I’m comprised of components handed down from a primeval era as if my current makeup is unsuited for modern ways. By whatever method I’ve been manufactured, I’m appropriate for the moment I’m in.

What this open-mindedness grants me is peace-of-mind. Truth resides in a maze that never ends, whereas simple satisfying answers keep the mind from spiraling out of control. It seems counter-intuitive anchoring myself to a nebulous idea, yet within this mist I’ve found a firmer foundation.

Satisfying Dream

At first I believed the world a random place, my life ruled by chance. But such a scary philosophy, I could not maintain. Then a passive existence I believed, a pathway predetermined, unalterable. But such submissiveness I could not bear. Then I began to see life as a lucid dream, my mind’s designs manifesting in every moment. This was satisfying.

The mind must find a resting place, a foundation upon which to build. If it sits in shifting sand, nothing lasting can be built. This bedrock comes from a firm idea in which to place one’s faith. I had faith in randomness, but its nature was unstable. I had faith in predestination, but it did not suit. So now I invest in dreams, a nebulous source that’s surprisingly solid.

A hazy nature provides strength as it conforms to each situation. Anything unpleasant simply serves as reminder to mind my thoughts. Whatever happens is my own fault, but in a funny way. I work at shaping rumination lest I get what I don’t desire. What I wish should come to be, but if not, I’ve merely more minding to do.

Whether true it matters not, it simply serves as satisfying base from which to run. A mind must have easy answers to complex questions else it go round and round in constant quandary. What ease it is to explain every scene as mere mirage. And with haunting angst now exorcised, the joys of life reveal themselves. Nightmares become delightmares.