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scameter
30th August 2005, 01:38 AM
logic. logic is it. in life, one can only survive as best one can until the arrival of almighty death. we can try to live, to get money and power and fame, to rule over each other and learn from this experience, to traverse the Way and to communicate with God. to love each other, to help each other, to kill each other, to ruin each other. to be sad to be happy, mad, reverse, calm, inspired. to ascend the highest heavens above, as Shakespeare said. and to laugh at it's doorstep. can you not understand life, your eyes, your understandings? you see, and in your age you have lived, and you say you are fulfilled. thus, what i said should have been already known to you.

fu*
30th August 2005, 08:54 AM
There is another more subtle way in which the innocence of childhood is lost: when the child is infected with the desire to become somebody. Contemplate the crowds of people who are striving might and main to become, not what Nature intended them to be - musicians, cooks, mechanics, carpenters, gardeners, inventors - but somebody: to become successful, famous, powerful; to become something that will bring, not quiet and self-fulfillment, but
self-glorification and self-expansion.

Anthony de Mello, SJ
The Way to Love

fu*
30th August 2005, 09:03 AM
Love wants to reach out and manhandle us, break all our teacup talk of God.
If you had the courage and could give
The Beloved His choice, some nights,
He would drag you around the room
by your hair, ripping from your grip all
those toys in the world that bring you no joy.

Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly and wants to rip to shreds
all your erroneous notions of Truth that make you fight within yourself, dear one, and with others, causing the world to weep on too many fine days.

Hafiz
The Gift
Daniel Ladinsky, tr.

fu*
30th August 2005, 09:12 AM
I used to think the brain was the most wonderful organ in the body. Then I realized who was telling me this.

Emo Phillips

fu*
30th August 2005, 09:14 AM
Never forget:
we walk on hell,
gazing at flowers.

Issa Kobayashi

kowtaaia
30th August 2005, 08:37 PM
There is another more subtle way in which the innocence of childhood is lost: when the child is infected with the desire to become somebody...



...which happens when the sensation of being a something, the subjective state, is born.

scameter
30th August 2005, 09:06 PM
lol i'm glad much topic has brought up such great discussion, and fu did you change your avatar? lol. our brains can also tell us that we are nothing, as mine does me quite often, but when it logically tells us that it is right and that we accordingly are right, then it is right. and, you are right, growing up can break you, and that is extremely unfortunate, because people could be so much better, but we choose not to be and to make each other not be, essentially from birth. but, as Nietzsche said, we must tell oruselves lies, the arts, religion and such inorder to blind ourselves and each other from true reality in all it's brutality. if we looked at reality completely objectively and openly, we would realize that it is pointless. even time it's self is circular, evident of it's pointlessness. but, we as individuals lie to ourselves and give it meaning, which is all we can do.