Between the Voids

 

_DSC3294“I want to be with those who know secret things or else alone.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke

Just imagine an endless void,
infinitely dark and bound by no space
and time. A perpetual midnight
with no stars or moons. An
eternal blackness.
Then a flash.
A light, a breath, a life.
Milliseconds later another flash.
The last gasp, darkness, death.

Back into it.

This is our life and our death.
A mere flicker in the spectrum of time.
An instance in eternity.
What do we do in between
the mysterious voids?
What do we do
with the fleeting miracle
of the light?

After the first spark,
we soon realize that the second
spark is swiftly approaching
and we fall to our knees
in angst and fear
of the looming darkness
rather than celebrating
the impossible odds
of the first spark.

In the face of the dying
of the light, we’ve
allowed ourselves to be consumed
by the masses
succumbing to a maddening
9-5 routine lifestyle
of work, TV, bed, repeat.
With weekends filled
with other predictable normalcies.

No creation,
no exploration,
no diving into the depths
of the great works of
wisdom and art.
No effort to taste
the world beyond
the recognizable margins
of our own lot.

It just seems like an evil hoax,
a bad dream,
a soulless way to spend
the fleeting days
of a brief
accidental
life.

Most live it, or are conditioned to live it,
or at least endure it
because we have bills to pay,
cars to drive, and mouths to feed.

It’s an honorable feat.

But deep down we know
it’s a killer. As Thoreau once observed,
“the mass of men lead lives
of quiet desperation.”

We’re running around mad
in our own little mad world, always doing
something that brings no joy,
darting here and there
with no time to think or reflect,
no time to just sit under a sycamore
and ponder on the mere chance
of our existence.

The late great mythologist
Joseph Campbell recognized that
“We’re so engaged in doing things
to achieve purposes of outer value that we forget
the inner value,
the rapture that is associated
with being alive.”

Maybe this explains the lunacy and self-ignorance
we see around our bankrupt country.
Seems we’ve politicized our minds
and neglected our souls
to the point of hysteria
while hiding behind worn-out ideologies,
mindlessly swallowing the nonsense
we hear from empty suits
in positions of power.

We cling to the buoy
of politics
and religion
and cheap entertainment
to stay
afloat in the whirling
sea of anguish.

We know nothing
but our mouths
reason otherwise

It’s like we’re trapped in a theater
playing constant reruns of a bad melodrama
with no exit.

It’s a hell of a predicament we find ourselves in.
Sartre just might’ve been right when he said that
“Everything has been figured out
except how to live.”

Or as Oscar Wilde once said, “To live
is the rarest thing in the world.
Most people exist, that is all.”

Maybe we’ve lost what it means to be alive.

We’re not our jobs or the labels society pins
to us, we’re not the daily routine,
the lunch breaks, the clock-out time,
the bitterness, the lifelessness.

We’re so much more.

Life is a rapture, my friends.
It’s creativity,
the yearning to create something
of value or beauty,
like an average poem
or a photograph that captures
a moment in time, or a stunning piece
of furniture. It’s being
intoxicated on books and dreams,
staying infatuated with the mystery of it all.
It’s seeing things and going places, journeying
alone under burnt-out skies,
finding out what you’re all about,
and what its all about.
There’s just too much to know & experience
to settle down
in a little pocket of the planet
doing mediocre things,
thinking ordinary thoughts,
and speaking in common ways.

As Carl Sagan reminded us,
“Somewhere,
something incredible
is waiting to be known.

untrodden

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there are no paths
that lead to truth.
that’s the splendor
and beauty of it. truth has
no set path. no absolute.
truth is alive, living,
breathing, meandering
through our cells, penetrating
our dreams. it doesn’t rest under
the roofs of mosques,
or temples
or churches.
it doesn’t die
in bitter hearts
or suffocate
in closed minds.
the truth is alive,
chaotically so,
and will continue to
thrive, whether we
want it to or not.
let it fill you with
vigor and passion
let it lead you
to say yes to it all.

Passion is Sexy

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Passion is sexy as hell. It’s those who’re passionate about something,
anything, everything; those are the ones for me. Lively, intriguing
and untamable. I love people who say profound things, who can have
a philosophical chat while drinking themselves silly; who immerse
themselves entirely in their dreams and refuse to have their soul
killed off by the mundane. This is where it’s at, man. Life is an
experience, not a set of rules or beliefs. Our lives are
the fruits of our own doings, so do the extraordinary.

Do You Really Deserve Anything?

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Too many people in this damn world believe that just because of the mere fact they’re breathing warrants them a good life. In this pharmaceutical induced, self-help therapeutic age we live in, people think they deserve to be happy, that they deserve to be paid well, that they deserve to live a comfortable life. And they think they’re owed all these things without effort. They sit on the couch after a long day at a job they despise, get on Facebook or watch television and cannot figure out why life sucks. They believe they deserve more than this. They did everything they were supposed to do, and still they feel like something is missing. They believe that they deserve more. But they deserve exactly what they have.

Life’s hard, man—for all species. Life is a constant struggle. It takes sweat, blood and an initiative to change your lot in life. It takes guts. It takes effort. It takes a willing to pursue and explore the unknown. Instead of begging the State to up the minimum-wage laws, why don’t you enhance your skill level, learn more, put in the work that’ll boost your value. Rather than complain about how unhappy your relationship is, or how rough life is, decide right now that you’ll no longer live like this. Make the decision right now. If you hate the fact that you’re overweight, get off the damn computer, throw out the TV and get moving. Get under a squat bar and lift. Be accountable for what you put in your mouth. Live with purpose. Set goals, and go get em’. If you don’t have time, overhaul your priorities. Get up earlier, read more, find what you love and commit to it.

You and I don’t deserve any damn thing in this life except the outcomes from the sweat we put into it. Life isn’t about receiving; it’s about going after it. Nothing worth a damn was ever gotten at no cost. It’s the effort put in to achieving whatever it is you set your mind to that puts true value in it. If you’ve been unhappy for the last few years it’s because you enjoy the misery. If you’re broke all the time while squandering all your spare time fucking around, you deserve to be broke. I know people get dealt a shitty hand in this world. I do. The world is mad. But you’re not the only one. Life sucks for most people in the world. It’s dreadful. Dig down deep and find that place of bliss and use it to fertilize your ambition to overcome your circumstances. It’s tough, but it has been done throughout the ages. Do it.

Be the person like those you looked up to as a child. Stay away from the news and reality shows, they kill the mind. Stay clear of those negative people in your life, they’ll drag you into the pits of their misery. And remember something–moderation is bullshit, let your dreams consume you. All the way. What is stopping you?

Fear?

Are you avoiding the vital pain needed for renewal?

Pain is a lot like fear. If you focus too much on it, it devours you. If you try to avoid it, it shackles you to a life of the mundane. It kills any potential for growth and transformation–physically and mentally. Pain, like fear, is the ultimate deathtrap. It’s the mad ones who work through it, through the pain, through the fear, through the insecurity, who thrive and make a notable impact in this world. Be mad always.

Remember, you don’t deserve shit. Not a damn thing. Nobody does. It’s up to us to go get it. You want happiness; shed the things in your life that are making you unhappy. Never be content with an average life. It’s your decision. Find your passion, set fire to it and change your life. You will never truly be alive until you live fully now. Until you make your own decisions and follow a path that is strictly your own, you’ll always be discontent. Don’t worry about society, it’ll always respond negatively to your new quest. Separate yourself from the crowd and focus on what you want. Learn to be fearless. Be skeptical. If the crowd is doing it, break away.

Remember, you don’t deserve anything.

Go get it anyways.

The Power of the Unreal

“The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because its only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on. If you can change the way people think. The way they see themselves. The way they see the world. You can change the way people live their lives. That’s the only lasting thing you can create.”
Chuck Palahniuk