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  1. Crazy, I'm like a whole new person. Sit tight and prepare to have your fucking minds blown.
  2. It's like lennon said... You know what I'm trying to say? *click*
  3. God says there are no accidents, but I have a MASSIVE FUCKING headache. LET IT BE KNOWN THAT LEO GURA IS THE GREATEST GAMER IN THE UNIVERSE! (and I am a manipulative piece of shit) *kisses feet* *kisses feet* *kisses feet* *kisses feet*
  4. @Leo Gura In Australia, we give the fish a chance to catch us too. It's only fair.
  5. I can try I guess. Suppose you went to bed tonight and you decided that this was the last day you ever told a lie. Tomorrow when you wake up you are going to tell nothing but the truth and that’s how you’re going to live from now on. The next morning you get up and you are now living with the pretence of honesty; you’re living in the present with an identity you constructed in the past. You spend your days walking around telling the truth, and it’s great! You purge huge chunks of identity that can’t survive in the light of your new-found honesty. You piss off most of the people around you, because most of their identities can’t survive in the light of your honesty. Eventually you find yourself alone and your honesty becomes self-reflective. Who is so honest? The identity you made in the past. And that identity is a lie, it doesn’t exist. This is not too dissimilar to true vs false skepticism. When you become skeptical of your own skepticism you reach a stalemate. When you become honest about your own honesty you also reach a stalemate. If you were truly honest you’d die … … literally. So, there’s no such thing as an honest person. It’s a lie. Here are some paradoxical questions: If I told you I was a liar wouldn’t that make me honest? What if I revealed truth using lies?
  6. Well, you can't really tell the truth all the time, even if we take your definition of honesty (quoted below) because you eventually run into a conundrum. You could begin walking around calling out bullshit 24/7 like Dr House: … but after doing that for a while you’d have to admit to yourself that “being honest” is just another pretence that you’ve adopted and that it’s also a lie on a subtle level. The more truthful you become the less you’ll have to say, generally. Eventually you get to the point where you can just go along with the charades, but you won’t suffer any of it. That then leaves you with A TON of free energy to be creative, fulfilled etc.. I think that's what the author is trying to explain.
  7. 1000 hours SDS in 6 months 1 year + 2 Vipassana Retreats + 1 Solo 10 day retreat Well, I’ve come to the end of what has been one of the most challenging and rewarding years of my life. My meditation practice has pushed me into a new world, one I could never have imagined when I began. My sanity has crossed a Rubicon of sorts. There is no way I can go back to seeing reality the same way as before. You could say I’ve gone completely insane. I now live in a world of my own; a true wonderland. I am fully aware of what the consensus reality is however, and I can act accordingly. After having thought more about what I want to do with my life I have decided I want to spend some time skydiving and base jumping. I know this is a terrible strategic move to make in the big scheme of things. It costs A LOT of money, it’s very dangerous and it doesn’t contribute much to humanity. Even so, I find it quite romantic. This video captures the essence of how I feel about these sports. I know most people think this is stupid but it’s something that is VERY authentic to me. N.B. I found Donnie The thought of traveling the world, getting up to mischief, living on the edge, laughing, loving and living with people who share your insanity excites me a lot. There is also something very transformative about recognizing your own mortality on a deep level that enriches all aspects of life. I have here a clip of the first solo skydive I did about 6 years ago. I was so keen to get in the air and feel the freedom of flying that I began training as soon as I reached legal jumping age and had saved enough to complete the course. I love watching this from time to time, to me it’s a great life metaphor. The most rewarding things in life are usually on the other side of a big leap of faith. It’s always scary to make that leap but by the time you are falling you have already won, even if you don’t succeed you still enjoy treasures far beyond the dreams of men. Au Revoir...
  8. This is definitely going on my bucket list. I think I would like to build my life purpose around flying/freedom. The two are synonymous in my mind.
  9. Turn off your mind relax and float down stream It is not dying, it is not dying Lay down all thoughts, surrender to the void, It is shining, it is shining. Yet you may see the meaning of within It is being, it is being Love is all and love is everyone It is knowing, it is knowing And ignorance and hate mourn the dead It is believing, it is believing But listen to the colour of your dreams It is not leaving, it is not leaving So play the game "Existence" to the end Of the beginning, of the beginning Us and them And after all we're only ordinary men Me and you God only knows It's not what we would choose to do Forward he cried from the rear And the front rank died And the general sat And the lines on the map Moved from side to side Black and blue And who knows which is which and who is who Up and down And in the end it's only round 'n round Haven't you heard it's a battle of words The poster bearer cried Listen son, said the man with the gun There's room for you inside "I mean, they're not gonna kill ya, so if you give 'em a quick short, sharp, shock, they won't do it again. Dig it? I mean he get off lightly, 'cause I would've given him a thrashing - I only hit him once! It was only a difference of opinion, but really...I mean good manners don't cost nothing do they, eh?" Down and out It can't be helped that there's a lot of it about With, without And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about? Out of the way It's a busy day I've got things on my mind For the want of the price Of tea and a slice The old man died
  10. @Shin Oh man, I know what you mean. It's confusing when those rich tears come out of nowhere, especially if you're someone who never cries. Especially if you're a GUY who never cries. It can be quite daunting to those ego structures. It's scary to let go. That's OK, don't beat yourself up for that. Embrace the fear.
  11. Yes, I was talking about depression/suicide in the context of enlightenment and existential inquiry. The ego can successfully threaten suicide when it recognizes it's own need to die, THAT'S how crafty it is. It's like, I have to die before I die, I can't let that happen so I'll just kill myself. LOL! ... the emotional mastery is a kind of pseudo-mastery that you can only get by letting go, by jumping in to the ocean - so to speak, instead of listening to people on board for tips and techniques to try to gain control over yourself. ... but you have to take that with a little nuance, as I said, I don't know you and where you're at.
  12. This is the best thread! I drew this a few days ago when the power went out. I was thinking about childhood v adulthood and fantasy v reality