Thursday, March 01, 2012

Creating your Edge

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"Austerity means to eliminate the comforts and cushions in your life that you have learned to snuggle into and lose wakefulness. Take away anything that dulls your edge. No newspapers or magazines. No TV. No candy, cookies, or sweets. No sex. No cuddling. No reading of anything at all while you eat or sit on the toilet. Reduce working time to a necessary minimum. No movies. No conversation that isn't about truth, love, or the divine.




If you take on these disciplines for a few weeks, as well as any other disciplines that may particularly cut through your unique habits of dullness, then your life will be stripped of routine distraction. All that will be left is the edge you have been avoiding by means of your daily routine. You will have to face the basic discomfort and dissatisfaction that is the hidden texture of your life. You will be alive with the challenge of living your truth, rather than hiding from it.




Unadorned suffering is the bedmate of masculine growth. Only by staying intimate with your personal suffering can you feel through it to its source. By putting all your attention into work, TV, sex, and reading, your suffering remains unpenetrated, and the source remains hidden. Your life becomes structured entirely by your favorite means of sidestepping the suffering you rarely allow yourself to feel. And when you do touch the surface of your suffering, perhaps in the form of boredom, you quickly pick up a magazine or the remote control. if-you-aint-living-on-the-edge-122231-530-749_large.jpg




Instead, feel your suffering, rest with it, embrace it, make love with it. Feel your suffering so deeply and thoroughly that you penetrate it, and realize its fearful foundation. Almost everything you do, you do because you are afraid to die. And yet dying is exactly what you are doing, from the moment you are born. Two hours of absorption in a good Super Bowl telecast may distract you temporarily, but the fact remains. You were born as a sacrifice. And you can either participate in the sacrifice, dissolving in the giving of your gift, or you can resist it, which is your suffering.




By eliminating the safety net of comforts in your life, you have the opportunity to free fall in this moment between birth and death, right through the hole of your fear, into the unthreatenable openness which is the source of your gifts. The superior man lives as this spontaneous sacrifice of love."


David Deida, The Way of the Superior Man: A Spiritual Guide to Mastering the Challenges of Women, Work, and Sexual Desire

Monday, December 29, 2008

I am always glad when this time of year has come and gone. The absolute loss of meaning and psuedo appreciation of family and the exchanging of gifts (like you don't really have to give someone one). However, the ending of this season brings about the New Year. As has been my goal for the past three years, I will once again make 2009 the best year ever. Every year my life has been increasingly better (however that word is defined). I only wish that those closest to me would feel the same. I have made a commitment to myself that everywhere I go that I will try to leave it better than how I found it. While I will not accept the burden of the responsibility of how it got a certain way nor debate the fact that my way is better than some, I only know this that people are generally unhappy and I am not. So if I can do something or say something or teach something that can help a person, I will. I realized a couple of years ago the only value in life is your interaction with others, so this is where i can make a difference. People give to me everyday by allowing me to watch their lives and learn. I can give back.
2009 is a year of growth of unexpected satisfaction and continued happiness. Hope everyone finds what they are looking for.

Sunday, December 07, 2008

"Nothing I have planned has turned out"…
I heard a guy say this at work the other day and as always it got me to thinking. Plans. We all have them, we have all made them, and more than likely will continue to do so.
I also heard this saying several times before…"If you fail to plan, you plan to fail". Bullshit, I say.

First, let me get this out of the way. Planning is certainly beneficial and gives you some guidance and structure to life. There, I said it. Now moving on.

The very essence of planning is the belief that we have control one way or another over things or circumstances. The problem with planning is two distinct equations. One is ourselves. The second is other people. Both of these are problems to our planning and the thought that we have some kind of control over the future. We don't. Most people have a hard time getting their day to turn out right, much less their future. Why? Because they keep getting in their own way. If they do not, than other people do.

Plans are an illusion. Think over the last year or so and count how many times things turned out exactly like you planned. How many of us had dreams and plans following high school that are now a vivid part of our memories? How about the one you loved and were going to marry? Where are they? How about that degree you have? The untimely death of a loved one?

My point to this short story is that we have no control over anything because people are involved. People are fluid. They change from moment to moment. People can be unpredictable at all times. How many car wrecks have you seen or been involved in? Point proven.

The only thing we can truly control is our responses to the changes that happen. Life is always changing. "Living" is a verb. Our lives are an evolving organism. It changes shape daily, as it should.
This is a subject that has been years in the making for me. I have pondered and questioned the very existence of god and his intentions for us. While the subject of god could go in a thousand different directions, my intent here is to only focus on one. I will not support my stance on this subject with biblical references (even though I could if you so desire). This is a very dogmatic subject for me, and one that agrees with how I see and define god after all these years. My intent with this is only to put on paper how I feel about it and to perhaps probe additional thinking on the reader's part.
First let me clear a couple of things up. Whether you "believe" in god is irrelevant to my subject. I think strong, clear intellectual thinking can embrace the idea that something greater than ourselves is with us. I have a harder time accepting that I came from a monkey than accepting the idea of god. I also do not practice nor support the belief system of modern day christianity and the practices of the church (whole different subject). I certainly understand the need for god and the developing idea of why religion was created and is still practiced today.
Secondly, I am approaching this subject from the christian belief angle, for it is what most people understand. I am basically going to give my thoughts on an idea that the church would oppose harshly, for if people were to accept this idea, it would financially wreck the church.
Thirdly, I understand the idea of the holy spirit in you and the trinity concept. My point here is not to debate this.
The church propagates the idea of the necessity of god for each individual person. It is this one driving message that keeps people coming back each Sunday. Within this message is the idea that god is external to you and I. That he is somewhere "out there" waiting for us to look up or outward in order to find him (or her). This is the very nature of the co-dependent god concept. That there is something outside of us that we need in order to find our lives acceptable to ourselves or to this god. Preachers spew this concept each week in order to keep people searching. Have you never found it odd that god is never really found? It is more on an imaginable level. This experiential god. This disconnected deity that we can never really embrace until death. Understand that this is a needed message from the church in order to keep people coming to the church.
Here is my thoughts on this, having come from the rank and file. The bible states clearly ( for all you literalist) that we are made in the image or likeness of god. If made in his likeness, if made to be similar, than we must continue to follow this line of thinking. If god is not in need of anyone's assistance, if he doesn't need our help, if he doesn't need someone telling him each week that he can do better if he keeps searching, than why should we?

Here it is-- God is self-sustaining.

If this is true of god, than why cannot it not be true of ourselves? Again, the bible states that we are in his image. It can be. Sure preachers never want you to know this. They do not want you going around applying the very things they teach you and becoming self-sustaining, because then you would not need them and they need you money (another subject). I digress.
Why do people go to church. In my time in the church, I narrowed it down to a few reasons. There are the occasional unique individuals, but for the most, these are the reasons:
Their lives are so unmanageable, that they cannot function correctly.
This deep need we Americans have to be accepted and affirmed by someone other than ourselves.
Fear of death or eternal damnation.
Social group.
Self-gratification- it makes them feel good that they are in church and that for this reason god loves them and they can go thru the rest of the week feeling pretty damn good about themselves.

Now don't get me wrong, organized religion has and will continue to help people with their lives and the feelings they need to get thru their daily living. If it works for you, than great.
However, my point is that you can actually be self-sustaining. That god's intentions for you and I are not to be co-dependent on him or the church, but to move to a level of maturity that we can actually sustain our own decisions, feelings, emotions, etc. It is here that most people struggle, because most people never learn to solve problems. They never learn the devices needed in the mental arena that will allow them to manage life's difficulties. Life will always be difficult, it is by design because we are free will beings allowed to make choices and design our own lives. You have been given the greatest of all gifts, the one thing that separates us from our animal friends. The cognitive ability to be objective and learn ongoing skills that solve the problems in our lives.
It is not only the problems that we have to deal with, it is the emotional ties that go with the problems. With every problem you encounter in life, you have learned or developed an emotional response to this unique problem. Many times it is not the actual problem that plagues us it is the emotions that rip our lives apart. Why does god not have this problem? Is it because he is god? Because he is perfect and has no problems? I doubt it. It is because not only can he solve his external problems but his has the mental skill sets to deal with any internal problems. God has designed us to be mentally stable. We are the ones who make ourselves unstable, because we do not know how to deal with our problems. So we medicate ourselves, we intoxicate ourselves, we lose ourselves in our jobs, social life, television, whatever…in order to shut down the mental torment that is associated with our problems. We don't know how to solve it. So we turn to this external god to look for help. While the initial search for god is fine, god's ultimate intention for you is not to always be looking for him and trying to find him or some miracle, but to learn the devices needed to not only solve the external problem but the one that is raging inside of you.

It is this useless searching we do that has created another religious co-dependent problem- miracles. A miracle is god intervening into this dimension to solve your problem. Whether or not you espouse miracles, whether or not you know someone who has had one or maybe even yourself, they are not the norm and can be debated ad nausea. If miracles are true and there are miracle workers around today, would they not be substantiated and would people not be going in droves to find this person? Searching or waiting for a miracle is another result of powerlessness on our part. We cannot not fix it therefore we look for someone who can. WE ARE NOT DESIGNED TO BE VICTIMS OF LIFE. We created that, not life. I cannot say this enough, we are the designers, the engineers, the artist of our lives. We are a victim because we have chosen powerlessness instead of power. We would rather be the victim than learn how not to be one. The victim in a crime is the result of one person overpowering another. If the perpetrator thinks for one moment that the tables will be turned, that the intended victim will not be victimized, the perpetrator will not engage. Stop looking for a miracle, be your own miracle.


There is a reason for god, but it is not to satisfy your own self-gratification of superiority or the guarantee that god will take care of you just because you give him a head nod once a week. The bible is full of universal principles that can be used for your life. Most of us today are so intolerant and judgmental of the bible that we use our superior smugness to thumb our noses at it. We see the bible has an afterthought of the previous generations weaknesses to understand the current state of our universe. While archaic in it's history and form of writing, and while not meant to be a literal dictation of what our lives are meant to be, it is a training tool that people learned thousands of years ago. I find this interesting-- the same problems that we deal with today, are the same one's they dealt with thousands of years ago, because the same principles apply. While the mechanics of the problems are different, the resulting emotional toll is the same.
I believe God has no desire to "take care" of you. His desire is for you to take care of yourself. But because the church has twisted this, we cannot grasp the idea that god has designed us to be self-sustaining. The only requirement god built into the system was learning. He even gave us the stimulus for learning. It is called "Life".

Problems will never cease. They are with us forever. What can cease, what can be learned is the way to stop the problematic emotional response to all problems. However, as god designed, you must learn them. Again, he loved you enough to give you everything you need to be like him. You just have to stop looking for him and start using what he gave us. God is bored with us, he is nauseous from the whining and victimization of ourselves.

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

My today has come to an end
As I wander around like one lost in the dark
My life feels as if it is spinning like a delirious drunk
I want to collapse on the floor
But the demands do not stop
My eyes grow heavy from the constant pushing
Can I give another piece of advice, another problem solved
The hallucagenic is wearing off and the reality is coming clear
The computer gives off its soft glow as my eyes are burned
The connectivity today drives me fucking crazy
Crazy you say.
Another laugh I hear through the hall, the lucidity of it all
What is so funny, why would you dare laugh
The voices are speaking, talking of nothing. Endless rambling endless conversation
Words are breath with intent
Intent is to be heard. Diluted. Disdained.
My voice has dissipated into the choir of sounds
Never quiet, never still
Welcome to my world

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Redefining definement

Creating memories that shape me
The forms from which we guide our thoughts
As I ponder tomorrow and look for the guidance
I wonder who can understand me? Who can see what I only know?
Encumbered by hidden desires and dreams that I reach for
I glance back over my shoulder, to see where I have come from
As guides have come and gone, leaving their imprints upon me
The scripts have been written again, I settle not for what has been given to me
The mind rest within the chrysalis, as it changes shape once again
I see the many paths laid before me; to chose is the daily task
Choices, choices what shall I do- where will I go?
Defining moments await me, to inspire or create
The sun has crested the horizon again
Awaiting my efforts to see what fruit I may bear
The gauntlet has been tossed, the lines have been redrawn
Will my today shine brighter than my yesterdays
Will the shadows left from before, be the same tomorrow?
Will I waste the chance to change again; the clay is in my hands?
It is my power to embrace fruitless endeavors
To wallow in memories past
The pen is in my hand, to write a new chapter in this autobiography
Will there be redundant ramblings or significant findings?
When the chances have ended, when the last chapter is complete
Will the prosecution have a case of perpetual falsification?
Or…will the judge wave any case of defamation?

Friday, December 22, 2006

I hope you find your way:

As you wonder through your teenage years
I am reminded by the confusion of my own
As you search for whom you are meant to be
I remember the time I finally found myself
As you navigate the paths of the social maze
I contemplate my own difficulties
As you encounter this thing called love
I think of how I still struggle to understand
As you search to find your place in this world
I am reminded of how I am still looking
As you look for people to point you to the right path
I too am looking for those people
As you acquire wisdom to help guide yourself
I never stop seeking that which can better my life
As you send your prayers out hoping they will be heard
I still send mine somewhere, wanting the answers
As you grow tired of life and living has lost its allure
I tell you to keep moving for it will get better
As you cuddle a new living person, you are hoping you won’t make mistakes
I see the mistakes I made and the many more yet to come
As your life endures pain from every side
I challenge you to embrace them and let them teach you
As you look for happiness in every person or place
I tell you, you will only find it within yourself
As your paths grow dark and you’re not sure where to go
I will remind you to just keep moving and never stop believing in yourself
Please Let Me Go….

I ponder again and again the inevitability of
Day after day I wrestle with the master of this hell
If I could cut it from me I would sharpen the blade quickly
To hold myself captive to this prison is mine own ignorance
I am reminded every sunrise and sunset of this poisonous pursuit
I curse at myself for letting it become this
I have brought this treachery upon me
Why? The question requires an answer
I cannot come up with any words. I am speechless
I want out, I tell myself today
I no longer am a willing participant, but yet I play on
Forced by the allure of the elixir that awaits me
As freedom is just steps away
I taste again, and I am back in it’s vice fighting for my sanity
I want to tell the world of you, but in regret I purse my lips
For to be free of you is what I want, yet I embrace you all the more
I tell my heart to please let me go
I don’t want anymore. I’ve had all I can take. I want it to be over.

Saturday, December 16, 2006

As I wrestle with the tomorrows of yesterday
I still see her up close from afar.
The beauty of the fear that reigns unrestrained
My memories are still forgotten.
She runs free through the pathways of my dreams
I lie awake through the sight of my sleep as I watch her.
The captivity of the prisoner that thinks he is loosed
She keeps the keys to the open lock before him.
When will the senseless acquire knowledge to flee
Instead he safely puts himself in harms way again.
The healing power of the venom is the illusion
He smartly plays the fool for her to see.
The cracks of the smooth walkways are crumbling behind
Where the habits repeat themselves only once.
The ease of the difficulties must be seized again
Because of the importance that it doesn’t matter anymore.
I must run far away to get closer
I will scream so it can be quiet again.
The lights are shining so the darkness can be seen
Her amorous nature is cool to his touch.
The admiring eyes are passionately indifferent.
Step on me again so you may come down.
What are you doing when you have ceased moving
My heartbeat races as it stops again.
I want to put my arms around you so I can hold nothing once more
The sights of you hiding behind the walls.
I asked you what your walls are made of for they are so high
You responded with no words so that I can hear you.
Please cover yourself with the assurance of not knowing
For once more I quit so that it can start again.