As any average post-High School teenager, I find myself in moods and moments of deep loneliness; however, these periods of aloofness are when I am one with my spiritual cunning. These feelings put me in a high, similar to that of the drug-induced meditation states of our good old friends, the Hippies. And in one of my most recent episode of such an experience, I jot down a few words, in fact, the first words that came to me. The following is what I wrote:
Love is the only real thing. Everything else - money, food, medicine - is just to keep us running. We live to love and to be loved. But, people are so busy, they've been caught up in thinking how to live - how to perpetualize life - that they have forgotten to ask why they, we humans, live. However, it could be argued that this is only because it is a hard concept to fathom: wanting to live for no specific purpose, to live for the sole purpose of living, is purely selfish.
Put it another way, what is the whole point of filling a car with gasoline, if it is to just stay put with its engine on. Sure, we know its alive (its engine is running), but where to? Is there a point to providing gasoline to a car that does not move. Would it not be better to feed half of that gas to a car that can actually drive? And so that is the purpose in its self of material: it is not how much you have, but how much you use. Materialism is not bad, just so long as you do not waste what you have. Once you realize that filling up your car with gas is not everything, you will pull it out of the driveway, you will love.
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If you appreciate this, I suggest that you read the following text dictated by a Merwan "Meher Baba" Irani entitled, "Discourses" LINK
Put it another way, what is the whole point of filling a car with gasoline, if it is to just stay put with its engine on. Sure, we know its alive (its engine is running), but where to? Is there a point to providing gasoline to a car that does not move. Would it not be better to feed half of that gas to a car that can actually drive? And so that is the purpose in its self of material: it is not how much you have, but how much you use. Materialism is not bad, just so long as you do not waste what you have. Once you realize that filling up your car with gas is not everything, you will pull it out of the driveway, you will love.
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If you appreciate this, I suggest that you read the following text dictated by a Merwan "Meher Baba" Irani entitled, "Discourses" LINK
1 comment:
If it's not how much you have, but how much you use, then and it's about realizing that it's not all about filling up the car with gas because then you'll realize to love, then why do some people come to that realization and then suddenly reverse it? If love is the only real thing, and we live to love and to be loved, then why do we so easily give up the people we love? Isn't going back on that realization for superficial reasons the same as going back on that realization for material reasons? Love is rare. I don't think most people who think they understand this actually pursue it or embrace it. It's easier to be selfish than it is to love, long, forever. My question is, have you embraced it?
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