CosmicTrekker

"The most dangerous lie is not the one imposed by force, but the one a population repeats to itself in order to avoid the effort of seeing it clearly." Orwell Why is this fiction even a manifestation in our reality? Where has our courage gone? Why have we forgotten the hard learned insights of our forefathers?

This is also true, sadly 'I'm' in that twilight zone. Neither aspect makes sense and now I'm just trying to let go of making any sense. I hope that this dilly dallying comes to an end soon, and if not then at least the one caring comes to an end. That Zen qoan: if a tree falling in the forest - whether it makes a noise or not - is seemingly apt in this state of affairs. Whether it makes a noise or not, or whether there's someone there or not to hear, it just doesn't matter any more. It is what it is.

Thank you. That is exactly my point too, apologies if I was being cryptic, I was trying to convey in essence, that perspectives and points of view ultimately don't matter, because that which is unfolding is already what it is. We can argue whether it's the right or wrong thing that's unfolding, but that itself is the trap, because as soon as you take a position of any sort, then you're cut-off from that which 'is', which then 'IS' the illusory 'YOU' that is then pondering these things.

Craziness leads to this: But craziness, is the zeitgeist flavour at the moment.

Just an addendum to explain further: Chinese and Taiwanese are the same. We can say that they are cousins, or brothers, but what we're saying is that they share the same roots as one another. All, I'm, saying is that whatever political differences exist between these brothers/cousins/people, could easily have been sorted, if there was not the geopolitical machinations of external entities that seek to maintain their own influences. I hope that one day that the people of China/Taiwan can sort out their political differences without the undue influences of external vested interests, that would just unneccessarily prolong the suffering of average man on the street in either political division.

The tapestry of the evolution of human understanding is present here, as it it everywhere else. I'm no political analyst, but it should be self evident to any non-partisan external observer that there is no underlying fundamental truth to a particular political perspective. However, in the case of Taiwan, the only reason that it sustains continued existence as a separate political entity from the rest of China is purely due to the political machinations of the west. It is not for the protection of a politicallyl proclaimed democratic ideal, but rather a mechanism to maintain western self-interests.

I watched this and a lot of it resonated with me, but there was one particular thing that the old man said that really resonated: He said that, "I often ask myself, what is the point of it all?". This really hit me! This is coming from a man that is no different from myself, that has spent his life searching for the truth, at in his blessed aged twilight, he's still in an state of ignorance. This is our state, this is the state for the majority of us, we are born ignorant and we die ignorant, and to the best of what we know, all of our [conceptualized] endeavours, self-righteous fights, rebellions and passions, eventually amounted to nothing. I don't want to sound pessimistic, but that is the state for the vast majority of us. Then i ask myself, why is that so bad? What is wrong with living in ignorance? What is it in me that says that I need to fulfilled, and that fulfilment is my need 'that gives meaning to my (otherwise futile and wasteful) life?'

If there was nowhere to go (From the perspective of the alone). If there was nowhere to go, No path to traverse, no destination to know, I would find myself in the present, you see, For the present moment is where I would be. No forward motion, no backward glance, Just a stillness, a timeless dance. In the here and now, I would reside, With no need to seek or to hide. No past regrets, no future fears, No longing for what’s not yet here. I would be free from the pull of time, Immersed in the eternal, sublime. In the absence of a journey’s quest, I would find peace, in this moment’s nest. For the beauty of existence would unfold, In the timeless space, where I am whole. So, if there was nowhere to go, you see, I would simply be, in the here and now, free. Embracing the present, without a care, For in the now, true presence I would share.

I'm on board But seriously, every perspective appears to be correct from that vantage point. When all perspectives are taken into consideration, then nothing is left, like mixed colours fading into white, or in inverse throwing white light at a prism and seeing colours analogous to this post. Thanks

And also the ending?

Words can only convey an approximation of meaning, not the meaning itself. It that vain, I've had a few 'awakening' experience in a dream/sleep state; these experiences of awakening were unsolicited and completely distinct from dreaming - including 'lucid' dreams. There was a deep intuitive understanding of the true nature of self, it was like a peek behind the curtains so to speak - a bit like Dorothy, peeling back the curtains in the 'Wizard of Oz'.

Perfectly put, thank you

I've been seeking some ephemeral notion of a truth for as long as I can remember. But all I have observed is the changing, adjustment and recalibration of an amorphous truth. Even when truth smacked me in the face, another re-framing question arose, just in a different guise and the search continued, alas. Let's imagine that one day we get there and all the truth is laid bare in front of us; what do you think we'll do 'next'? Will that be the day we/i/me disappears back into the nothing, or will it just be the beginning of a new process to repeat this cycle of forgetting, new beginning, discovering, searching and finding? For that which is truth, there's no linear path to it, all that is possible are cycles, like the changing of seasons; the waning and waxing of the moon; and the coming and go of tides. Then why does 'IT' do it? This question is a bit of a trap, because there's no 'IT', or even an 'it'; then who's the one on this journey? Whose footprints can I see when I glance back in the field of soft snow under this dark wintery sky? It probably has been said that: True power is not control over the external world; it is sovereignty over your internal world, and when you realise there's no one home, then the quest begins...

I hear and agree with you on this. The contrasting aspect is particularly useful. What also helps is the negating aspect, where someone who knows can clearly tell you that it's 'NOT that'. Thank you.

Thank you, there's so much you've articulated clearly, that it feels like seeing water after being in the desert, but not yet taken a sip. This is beautifully put, thank for you this - I think I have wasted so much time concentrating on the knowing aspect at the expense of alignment of this human structure with the essence. If you've got some tips on how to do this, I'd appreciate them very much. Thank you.