Posts tagged tao
Frivolous as Fuck
Because fuck it
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When you follow out the reasoning for so much of what we do, it’s hard to make sense of our lives as individuals.
Am I a cog in a machine? If so, am I a cog in a machine that pertains to a current system or the grand system of humanity? Are we seeking to make this life for all people on the planet better right now, or for a future in which we’re fucking colonizing planets? God DAMN that is crazy to think about.
I think there’s hardly a difference though. Making sense of now is the best way that we, beings of NOW, are capable of making sense of the future. Otherwise, we have no capacity. We aren’t fucking fortune tellers. We’re us. Three-dimensional beings living in a Four-dimensional world (the fourth dimension being time).
My therapist tells me the best way for me to live is for me to really focus on what is meaningful to me right now. I’m only capable of projecting that into the future. I’d be thinking infelicitously if I attempted to do anything else. The closest I can come to understanding the future is understanding what I am, and the way that I interact with the world, in the present moment.
For some things, this makes for some damn easy decisions. Presently, in a very real and beautiful way, I don’t give a flying FUCK about institutions or their supposed merits. No, I’m partial to dismantling the unjustified power of the institutions that set the boundaries for the freedom of me and the people that I love.
For other things, it’s damn hard. Love is not fickle. Alas, the problem with love is the opposite of fickle, when it is experienced deeply. Love is a river that runs through my veins. It runs from my dispositions through my soul and into my heart as a life force that I can’t struggle with.
Man, love is funny. Life is funny.
I dig it though. Even though suicide has crossed my mind more than a handful of times in my life. Even though, just between you and me, I’ve been close to dying in this life, I’m all about living. It’s arbitrary. It’s meaningless. But my fuck is it beautiful.
Face it headlong. Face it with all that you have. You will get a second chance, I swear, but it won’t be as who you are now. So go for it. Each and every decision. Each and every relationship. Go for it. You are magnificent.
Yes, contrary to what you may think, you are more than blood and sinew. The emergent properties are not mystical. They are not even mysterious. They are just real. You are that. That beautiful amalgam that humanity is.
Embracing death will be the hardest thing you will ever do. But when you do, my God will you shine.
What if #13 - What if who you just met is who you are supposed to be with?
You know it’s them. You feel it’s them. Everything is pulsing and spurting and you just completely know to the center of your being. But how do you get there? To the final point where you are together, forever.
And what is forever? The more you think and try to make it happen it rips apart your soul. Forever? Moment to moment is all there is. But you just have to be with this person. Now!
Because somewhere in some future moment and some past moment it was you two together. Noone can convince you otherwise. You step away to try to get a better picture but your breath is palpitating. They are in your dreams, your lives, your every thought and you just fucking met them!
Step aside and perhaps it will happen without any help from yourself. Or perhaps that is the only way to help yourself. Move out of your own way and let it just happen. For only you know.
Why the fuck was this under my taoism tag? Fuck you tumblr.
(Psst, the answer is “nothing.”)
I let go of the law,
and people become honest.
I let go of economics,
and people become prosperous.
I let go of religion,
and people become serene.
I let go of all desire for the common good,
and the good becomes common as grass
(Source: zentaoistchristian)
Care about people’s approval and you will be their prisoner
(Source: zentaoistchristian)
I dig. I seriously dig.
Just an idea I developed yesterday.
I really really really really really like this.
What’s Left?
I want to be a great musician, but I’m not very great at music.
I want to be a great writer, but I’m not very great at writing.
I want to be a great comedian, but I’m not very great at comedy.
I want to be a great artist, but I’m not very great at art.
I want to be great, but I’m not very good at being great.
I want to be good at being passionate, but I’m not very passionate about being good.
I’m just passionate about being.
And which foot do I put forward in beginning this journey?
I needn’t worry about such details any longer,
For if I strip away all that is not mine—
That which glitters
And yet lies external to me,
Infinitely out of my reach—
Then it must be the case that I,
That what I am,
Is all that is left.
We are all burning hot suns orbiting around ourselves
We are all orbiting
Together.
Alone.
lol
So, one of the “tags” that I check up on on Tumblr is “tao,” being into Taoism more than ever lately. What’s funny is, “TAO” is also the name of that really famous club in LA where all the celebrities go all the time, so the search results for “tao” alternate between people quoting Lao Tzu, sharing things of the Eastern Philosophical/Tao of Pooh persuasion, and pictures of like, Carmelo Anthony and his wife and people that I don’t even know in the club. It’s really funny.
Just. Fucking. Be.
We are creatures of this moment and no other. If you concern yourself with living in any other moment than this one, then you are only correct to be in constant despair: your loved ones are all already dead, and everything you have worked for, all of your success, has already faded into obscurity, and there is nobody left to remember who you were.
Let life happen. Be here now, be in this moment and no other, or else your life is already over.
