We’re not here to fix the world. Not really. The idea that we must engage endlessly with the problems handed down to us — repeating the same outrage, the same struggles, the same attempts at revolution — feels less like progress and more like participation in an elaborate, self-sustaining illusion. The trick isn’t just deception; it’s the mechanism that keeps us fighting within the game, rather than seeing beyond it.
Tag: love
We all understand the fundamentals: the positive and beneficial aspects, as well as the traumatic and unresolved aspects and elements of our actual lived and perceived (imagined) experiences, are located in our subconscious mind. It is also well understood that our subconscious governs, defines, limits, or expands the scope and capacity of our daily activities, including our inclinations, beliefs, reactions, decisions, and behaviors. Whether we help or hinder our progress in this life is primarily determined by unseen forces and aspects of ourselves with which we are not readily communicative. So, how can we “heal” and resolve these issues, if any?
Hundreds and hundreds of coincidences. 110-story buildings of heavily reinforced steel and concrete, designed to withstand precisely this type of attack, defying the laws of physics by collapsing into small piles dust and molten metal… please.
When there is no agreement about what is a valid source of fact, persuasion cannot bridge the divide. Besides, as the saying goes, you cannot…
I’m angry. I’m angry because I love you, and care about your future — rather, our collective future and our wellbeing — and I feel powerless to protect you from those strange, delusional few who are out there: those whose aim is to foment and to feed off your fears, your need for emotional expression and creative satiety, your need to be seen, to be held, and to belong…to control your every move, to make you believe you’re fragile and weak, and then to profit from your self-induced illnesses.
I’m angry because I don’t know if there’s anything I can do about it.