#16
Yesterday's nice thing: The boys and I had dinner and they told me it was very nice.
It is interesting ... yesterday evening I was at the Holywood library and apparently the rule that one cannot speak loudly in libraries is no longer true. Cos there was a man who was talking on his mobile very loudly and two boys doing the same.
The Holywood library is really very special. It is sad to think that public goods, our literal commons is being taken away from us - the world today is an awful and mean place and the values which drive it are not only cruel but also unsustainable. Unless those who are in charge are planning to kill every single one of those left out, we are going to have a problem on our hands. Well, I'm not saying much more on the topic.
As we can see, Brexit is a totally stupid idea, not because it is inherently bad but because it is badly done. I don't think the British ever pulled out of anything without causing chaos and leaving those behind to clean the mess up. Nowhere in their history has there been an evidence of a graceful withdrawal. They were either booted out or they just up sticks and left. What is interesting about Brexit is that this time they have done the same thing, but they are doing it to themselves instead. Talk about shooting yourself in the face. Dicks, all of them.
In many ways, it has been the wrong focus on the problem for about twenty years. For twenty years, as globalisation took place, the elites, those who were benefiting from it just ignored the problem with the impoverished working class and fed them a bag of lies. Also because the problem could not be solved without more equality, they didn't solve the problem. Then they held this stupid referendum and ... now, well, karma is a bitch.
But because the Brits are so proud and deluded and they have this mad myths about themselves, they are perfectly happy to go along with Brexit instead of saying, actually, you know what, its not a great idea.
In all instances, whenever there has been any sort of culture of excess, it has always been based on extremes and it is the maintenance of the extremes which have fueled the collapse of a civilisation. It was true in Egypt, it was true in Rome, it was true in the 19th century... and now it is going to be true here and now. Do you know whom I detest the most? The hanger ons. The ones which gain value by leeching onto those who have power. Their sole purpose is to tell these people they are right.
But let us leave that aside...
Yesterday I posted a letter to a friend in Singapore and a letter to the DVA to ask for a refund back from the DVA. So, that will be a nice present when it comes along. I was so tired after dinner yesterday that I just did some laundry and then collapsed.
I swept the kitchen floor - to be honest, the house is really not messy at all. The sink's clean, the bathroom is tidy... things are going absolutely fine. It is incredibly peaceful and chilled out. The boys did the dishes last night. It was a striaghtforward day really.
A good day.
When I stop the noise of the everyday and take my time to perceive the truth, the truth of the world, how stupid do I feel? I was speaking to Heidi yesterday and she was telling me about this idea of peace that it is literal faculty that we needed to develop. There is a dangerous seduction to think that action, any kind of action, is beneficial. It is a real skill to see if the action is needed and required. Should it be something which we are looking to be part of, will that help us or is it simply about the gratification of our egos? And what is self worth vs self actualisation? Is there a total overlap, should there be? And how does one achieve self actualisation? The realisation of the authentic self - to live your truth. To seek your truth and live it.
And does that truth change all the time?
Or is there a constant?
And taking from the image of the quest, is it the quest which is the actual destination? That we are to take our own individual journey and find what we find.
These given moments, each morning, they are the best way to begin a day. Next week I'll be running as well. I can't wait. Today, getting up was a little easier - my appointment with my angel, I said to myself, he is waiting for me. There is something very honest and clean about beginning the day like this. A glass of water, a mug of tea, writing - anything - without purpose, without wish. Just spilling words on the page. As it were. I do write in my journal as well, but it is at night. I curl up beneath the duvet and do a few sentences before I head to sleep.
I have noticed that post dinner is very hard to do anything - so I am going to need to engage my will there as well. In the same way I engage my will in the morning. I have a feeling that the more I do this, the easier it will get as well.
This evening I am supposed to be making bread, but I really have too much bread now, so I won't make bread. Instead I will draw. I also need to write to the parents in my class.
Alright, I am heading to do some reading.
It is interesting ... yesterday evening I was at the Holywood library and apparently the rule that one cannot speak loudly in libraries is no longer true. Cos there was a man who was talking on his mobile very loudly and two boys doing the same.
The Holywood library is really very special. It is sad to think that public goods, our literal commons is being taken away from us - the world today is an awful and mean place and the values which drive it are not only cruel but also unsustainable. Unless those who are in charge are planning to kill every single one of those left out, we are going to have a problem on our hands. Well, I'm not saying much more on the topic.
As we can see, Brexit is a totally stupid idea, not because it is inherently bad but because it is badly done. I don't think the British ever pulled out of anything without causing chaos and leaving those behind to clean the mess up. Nowhere in their history has there been an evidence of a graceful withdrawal. They were either booted out or they just up sticks and left. What is interesting about Brexit is that this time they have done the same thing, but they are doing it to themselves instead. Talk about shooting yourself in the face. Dicks, all of them.
In many ways, it has been the wrong focus on the problem for about twenty years. For twenty years, as globalisation took place, the elites, those who were benefiting from it just ignored the problem with the impoverished working class and fed them a bag of lies. Also because the problem could not be solved without more equality, they didn't solve the problem. Then they held this stupid referendum and ... now, well, karma is a bitch.
But because the Brits are so proud and deluded and they have this mad myths about themselves, they are perfectly happy to go along with Brexit instead of saying, actually, you know what, its not a great idea.
In all instances, whenever there has been any sort of culture of excess, it has always been based on extremes and it is the maintenance of the extremes which have fueled the collapse of a civilisation. It was true in Egypt, it was true in Rome, it was true in the 19th century... and now it is going to be true here and now. Do you know whom I detest the most? The hanger ons. The ones which gain value by leeching onto those who have power. Their sole purpose is to tell these people they are right.
But let us leave that aside...
Yesterday I posted a letter to a friend in Singapore and a letter to the DVA to ask for a refund back from the DVA. So, that will be a nice present when it comes along. I was so tired after dinner yesterday that I just did some laundry and then collapsed.
I swept the kitchen floor - to be honest, the house is really not messy at all. The sink's clean, the bathroom is tidy... things are going absolutely fine. It is incredibly peaceful and chilled out. The boys did the dishes last night. It was a striaghtforward day really.
A good day.
When I stop the noise of the everyday and take my time to perceive the truth, the truth of the world, how stupid do I feel? I was speaking to Heidi yesterday and she was telling me about this idea of peace that it is literal faculty that we needed to develop. There is a dangerous seduction to think that action, any kind of action, is beneficial. It is a real skill to see if the action is needed and required. Should it be something which we are looking to be part of, will that help us or is it simply about the gratification of our egos? And what is self worth vs self actualisation? Is there a total overlap, should there be? And how does one achieve self actualisation? The realisation of the authentic self - to live your truth. To seek your truth and live it.
And does that truth change all the time?
Or is there a constant?
And taking from the image of the quest, is it the quest which is the actual destination? That we are to take our own individual journey and find what we find.
These given moments, each morning, they are the best way to begin a day. Next week I'll be running as well. I can't wait. Today, getting up was a little easier - my appointment with my angel, I said to myself, he is waiting for me. There is something very honest and clean about beginning the day like this. A glass of water, a mug of tea, writing - anything - without purpose, without wish. Just spilling words on the page. As it were. I do write in my journal as well, but it is at night. I curl up beneath the duvet and do a few sentences before I head to sleep.
I have noticed that post dinner is very hard to do anything - so I am going to need to engage my will there as well. In the same way I engage my will in the morning. I have a feeling that the more I do this, the easier it will get as well.
This evening I am supposed to be making bread, but I really have too much bread now, so I won't make bread. Instead I will draw. I also need to write to the parents in my class.
Alright, I am heading to do some reading.
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