Monday, March 05, 2007

Decieving myself is believing myself and/or vise versa.....or something.

I can't believe in anything. Why should I believe in anything? To believe in anything that doesn't apply to the reality in which you are currently experiencing, is using your imagination I guess. Believing in your imaginings is fun but just as pointless as anything else. What is worse then believing your own individual imaginings to be real? Believing someone else's imaginings. Where am I going with this no one knows, not even me.

I wonder why people believe in so many things anyway, I guess its because we are all totally confused with all this. You know, reality and all. So we are here and if that isn't confusing enough, we are left with no certain or resonable explanation of where here is, how we got here, and what the hell here is exactly. Then to make things even worse everytime we think we have some sort of grand realization or universal connection it passes in a flash of consciousness.

Some people really try to get it all written down but it never works. It just leaves us with books like the bible, good words of wisdom I guess but so big the pages have to be thinner then rolling papers. So ya at least you got a million papers to roll some good joints, not that I'm really into smoking joints anymore. Now we got so much more recorded and documented it makes us even more confused then ever. Like the big bang theory or the bible really proves and solves all philosophical, physical and metaphysical questions out there. The truth I think is that we are the problem ourselves, our existence is a mystical parodox. A beautiful ugly miracle or an ugly beautiful one, which ever you prefer. It's unbelivable that we are here and that anything is here. It is so unbelievable in fact that the mere moment existence becomes conscious of itself in any fraction of its infinitecy it destroys itself, which is and always will be the human condition.


WE ARE SELF AWARE!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!
Well...mot of us.
The ones who are not are the ones who believe in things. The ones who continue to fill their consciousness with belief are slaves of self deception. Denying themselves pure, simple, meaninglessly meaningful Awareness.

Do you know what I mean?

P.S. Know what I like to do with my spare time and imagination. Imagine infinity. No words can describe it.

Peace,

Samson