Thought Parasite – How to Suck the Life from the Host

Step One:

There always has to be a step one, and this one is cake to master. Firstly, a baby has to be born and out of “love” the parents must present it with the beauty of the world. Upon showing the this wonderful structure of life the parents out of love must tell it that it exists and give it a name. Every chance that they get they must liken things to this life and tell it what is good and bad in this world so that it can make these distinctions for itself. There now the core programming is in, and you are all set and ready to rock. You know “know” who you are and you know what is good and bad based on what your parents have told you (btw it isn’t their fault, because even they were taught the same thing and thus going down the line, etc. etc.) and their suggested ways of living.

Step 2:

Becoming a BETTER version of yourself is the next thing that should be on your bucket list. Because if you don’t you will be miserable! But lets try this, the more you try and be the better you, you will still be miserable. It seems as if its an un-ending cycle no matter what you get into (whether its religion, a set belief system of life, you name it.) You will begin to get frustrated and will wonder how this is happening to you and how come you can’t get out of this vicious cycle (or samsara, or karma) or whatever.

The Emptiness Story – Zen and the Art of Reality

As part of this “and the art of” series, things are going to be more focused on what is meant when people or other “divine” sages refer to as emptiness or void. The emptiness story is created out of great hope that an individual will see what is always constantly there. Luckily, even the hope comes from this same source, no matter how meaningful or meaningless this illusion of hope is. Once seen, it cannot be unseen, because of how plain, simple, and obvious it is.  A lot of Zen outlooks are derived from this, as most of them seem to not make sense but that’s the point of them, nothing makes sense, there are only appearance of sense being made made by the brain, in which its job is to make some kind of sense out of a conglomerate of ideas of concepts.

In reality, there is only the appearance of sense however its like-ness is like a pencil sketch or a painting as StepVhens – Burning the map: ripples on the void shows that although its very real that the painting is there, what is painted is no more real than anything else. It cannot be mistake for the real thing. For instance, a drawn car cannot be mistaken for an actual car. Another thing to see is that no matter what the appearance is, it is not as it seems, and is always always always in a state of constant change; from the construction through various things to the completion, to its downfall or destruction.