Benevolent Existence IV: Waiting for Godot

[Here's the Part I, Part II and Part III]

If you have an open wound, then even the breeze would hurt you, and if you remain unaware of your wounds, you would then go on cursing the wonderful cool winds as the cause of your recently felt pain.

The so-called evil man is always a hurt man, a deeply hurt man, so deep is his hurt that he remains unable to be in touch with his own sorrow and ends up hurting others in the process, which makes the others then echo a similar reaction to the "evil man", thus perpetuating the vicious cycle of violence, all in all while waiting (endlessly?) for someone else to put an end to the violence by "taking care of me for a change". You see now why he is unable to appreciate that an eye for an eye makes everyone blind. And so, even if there be someone involved in this cycle, who goes out to help someone, s/he does so only in expectation of a return of similar favors, not realizing that this process only ends up spawning the same process of hurt at the end of it all, with such brief interims of relative peace between the mostly-warring times that constitute their lives... As long as an action plays out in the economics of the cycle, all action is basically a reaction and only serves to spawn further violence, the most that can be hoped for are those brief interims of relative peace.

And in such cases of us being all deeply scarred individuals who are in dire need of healing and care, we end up waiting for the other person to be good first claiming that then we’ll follow, and consequently we are all waiting for each other all our lives, and feel all the more justified for behaving in the socially accepted norms of revenge, competition and manipulation, never realizing that in this way we lose all opportunity to be in touch with the basic goodness fundamental to all life...

And when the wound is not that painful or too painful to bear, we just cover up the wound, somehow being convinced from the words of the people involved in the cycle that it is impossible to be healed completely, - and thus, never really giving our heart and soul to the very fact of being hurt so we could have seen to it that we resume the wholeness inherent to life. Infact only one who lives in that wholeness of the moment can act from a place which remains beyond the cycle on those who are stuck in the cycle, - to live as the very Compassion which heals one and the other alike, for one then sees the interconnectedness and the inter-beingness of the people involved in the cycle of violence, and that one is, though different, but never separate, from the other.

Novelty: Infinity collapsing as that One

As long as you don’t engage with something, it could be anything to you, unless you already have engaged with it by intellectually projecting into the future using the knowledge of your past. But when you don’t engage with it in anyway and then meet it for the first time, it’s a moment of complete shock or utter wonder, at which moment you feel that has entered you world and life will never be the same again...

Yes, as long as you don’t engage with something, it exists as the infinite field of all potentialities for you, which at the moment of your encounter, collapses to appear to you as that specific thing which you are experiencing amidst the field of your perception of the here & now of that which constitutes your being-in-the-world.

At every moment of encounter of the New, infinity collapses as the one, as that which you are experiencing right here, right now, which strangely has the flavor of infinity, and thus, while you can experience it (for its being the One) with you finite senses but yet it remains ungraspable to you for that moment can never be re-lived in all its exactness ever again or could have been predicted in all its exactness, and that uniqueness, that vastness, that being only-that, is its signature of the infinite...

... but machines can be managed perfectly?

A manager first needs to accomplish the minimal amount, both in quantity and quality (with their interim relations thereof), of resources that will be wasted no matter what, for only then can the planning bear the promise of being somewhat optimized in accordance to the ground-level realities... And wastage if wasted wholly without any iota of regret, is a wastage truly and completely integrated into the utility of things... and such pure wastage is possible only when one feels no obligation to be productive for one is at home with the reality of how things are, and a part of which dictates that seemingly opposite things go together, productivity and wastage, so lets make room for each other, and so lets create situations, lifestyles which foster with a spirit wherein the opposites welcome each other.

A manager first needs to be home with the fact of the fallibility of all prediction an planning thereof, if and as the factor of life is involved in the setup, it means they will not conform to theories and set patterns, unless ofcourse they are deeply conditioned and have been made into almost-machines! Instead lets embrace the mystery that makes life as something strangely beyond the mechanical and yet covering all that is covering, and see to it that we can live in somewhat order, but never too much... eh?

Buddha contra Becker

The problem is not with mortality, that we will cease to exist in the future, but of nihilism, that maybe we don’t exist as of now. Most of life revolves around that "maybe"...

And thus we have to embody a sense of constant-meaning as a project of making ourselves exist thru the semiotic pathways of symbols, maps and gestures of everyday life, of trying to curve out a face for oneself on the background canvas of-&-as the Other… And infact in our revolt against death, we are actually always already trying to be born in the first place…

PS. We are beings-toward-death insofar as we are beings-trying-to-be-born.

Causa-Sui: Love, Truth, Joy, Beauty, Freedom

By trying to find happiness, we miss the happiness that may be right here right now...

Infact... there is no secret to happiness, it is an open truth, so open that we mostly miss it by trying to find that ever-elusive secretive source of permanent happiness...

So the question is not "how to be happy?" & all, but "why are we looking for happiness, and not giving life a chance at throwing happiness at us instead of us always trying to throw ourselves towards some future happiness?", or maybe the "seeking for happiness" is a causa-sui, and if its so, then let the seeking seek itself out, why us bother about it...

Is What Is?

Trying to find a reason behind everything, we end up playing, though unknowingly or even covertly most times, the game of shifting of causes because we want to find a cause more primal to the cause at hand, not realizing that it is an “ad infinitum” game... for the cause remains to be so till it no more suffices as being “adequate enough” for the questioned effect, and then we either drop the cause or try to find a cause even behind that cause, not realizing that the two attitudes of dropping the cause and resuming the search being actually same, and thus we keep doing so till we can again rest for a while with an “adequate enough” cause for the time being...

Now except ofcourse for the Myth of the Causa-Sui, which does peep in our lives from time to time to rescue us from this neurosis of playing the game of shifting causes... is there a way wherein one realizes the futility of such a neurosis?

Dreaming Up Awakeness: Buddha avec Lacan

It is always so, that illusion is more real than reality itself, and that is how you identify the illusion from the real – not by its illusoriness for that would be begging the question but by the extent and intensity of its realness...

Self-Refractions - 39

Having finally left that which was so intimately dear to you that it belonged to the most private spaces of your emotions, with the course of time doesn't the memory of it seem like it was from a different lifetime, like you are not so much reminiscing but more like recollecting the life of someone else? Ah... and you never know, someday you even talk about it with some stranger you just met on a train journey as if you had dreamt it all up, the entire episode of those times I mean... or maybe you just did...

Self-Refractions - 38

I guess its high time that one makes space for those questions for which answers are not the right answers... and with that, one comes dangerously in close contact with ways to free oneself from the almost-ubiquitous prejudice of holding onto the Input/Output Philosophy (like Input a Question, and Output an Answer)...

Stoicism avec J. Krishnamurti

That which is self-caused, cannot be made to happen.

And Virtue being its own reward, does not have an end outside of itself and thus cannot be made complaint to any goal based activity, and thus, cannot be practiced (to make it happen). It simply happens if it has to, on its own accord, with its own rhythm, humming its own music. Such things are best accrued as a gift...

Infact... as long as there remains a theory according to which there will be the practice of it, such practice can never be responsible for the coming into being of the self-caused activity. However, the acausal act may still show itself inspite of all that... and as it is not caused by an other-than, it is not bound in time, and thus, remains always already present even in its apparent absence. And it cannot be made to come, as also it cannot be made to go...

Authenticity: Just As...

The question of honesty is not so much in accordance to the act but to the intention(s) behind it.

Like: The question is not so much whether I lie or not, but whether I am lying to myself about the fact of lying...

And thus honesty is not about expression or action. Its solely about Intention, - being in touch with the Intention(s) of the moment, being the space for the flowering of the Intention(s). And so only in Awareness can honesty come into being, irrespective of whether there be any significant register(s) of it either in expression (by an other) or thru action (as per the consequence), be it to someone or according to some ideology.

There is but only one suffering...

There is but only one suffering, that of confusion, be it expressed as some social conflict or the much intimate experience of choice when we are faced with the unavoidable situation of the having-to-chose-not-knowing-how. All other forms of suffering can either be dealt with, or are endurable one way or another...

And confusion arises when somewhere somehow there always already exists a Way, but that which not being according to the whims and prejudices of the theoretical world upheld so far, is denied or suppressed, that is, all confusion is due to the denial of the what-is because it does not suit the what-should-be, that is, it’s a confusion between the what-is with/as the what-should-be...

...for if you really did not know what-to-do, you would just plain "give up", but because you think (which is ideal) you know better when you actually don't (no wonder you think the actual is unjustified and the ideal should be in place), and then you feel all the more psyched up to take on the onus of choice.

PS. In the Psychologically realm, more so of emotions than thoughts, freedom is not be associated with choice and "individual rights". That ways the pre-Socratic Greeks and even the Vedic people were spot on :)

Seeing the Spiral...

Much of life rests in seeing the difference between the two kinds of rests, - the rest of one who never started the journey from the rest of one who has returned from that journey...

Must It Be Expressed?

Honesty is not about speaking the truth. It’s about seeking out the false, its about perceiving the true from the false by seeing the false as false. And when it is so, there be no question of speaking or the suppressing of it. Truth expresses itself as & thru that perception... for Silence is the language of truth.

MarginSpeak...

Brothels. Cremation Grounds. Railways Stations, Airports.

I especially like places which serve as some sort of a portal, in the vicinity of which I feel like am approaching some kinda inter-dimensional gateway...

The Myth of Motion...

All perceivable motion expresses itself thru some or other form of acceleration...

The Word Is Not The Thing...

“Physics does not tell us how nature is; it only tells us what we can say about nature.”

- Niels Bohr.

Betwixt Social & Psychological Revolutions

Are your revolting against the Other, or are you questioning the very otherness of & as the Other? If so, then won't you rather take a moment to look in the mirror of such a so-perceived strained relationship to see that in what way do you embody that very otherness that you so project "of & as" the Other? In what way, does Alterity (re-)surface in the domain of your relationships with the world for you are always already, never really apart from, but a being in-the-world?

The moot point is not much "What are you revolting against?" insofar as it is about "Who exactly is revolting?" Let there be an inquiry wherein these two questions remain in an ongoing dialogue with each other...

lost ca(u)se...

Makes me wonder these days, that: Do most, if not all, aspects and events of conventional reality, with all its socio-political equations and their economic justifications - start off (from) being a lost case?