Monday, January 30, 2017

Breaking out of the soap opera


I don't want to alarm you, but there's a possibility that universe is nothing more than a huge simulation, that we're living inside a gigantic computer, and none of this is real. Our life may be nothing but a computer game.

A team of physicists has provided some of evidences that universe could be just one big projection and as soon as you are not looking, the things simply vanish, they are not there, but the real question is do you want to know about it?

I don't think so.

Who has time? We have no time for such trivial things. The life is pressing us so we go with the flow without ever exploring what it is that we are truly doing. I know there’s something wrong, but I'm too lazy to write, too polite to complain and too busy to see the obvious...  only a dead fish go with the flow.

You never know what life is like, until you have lived it.
 - Marilyn Monroe

Oh dear Marilyn, what if we are really living inside a gigantic computer? No, not The Matrix, fuck the red pill, blue pill, we are talking here about the Universe? Well then just like you I am a fictional character.

Welcome !!! You have just stepped into my soap opera. My particular character has a storyline that revolves around breaking out of the soap opera itself. My life is hysteria-ridden, unconvincing, poorly scripted and clumsily acted fiction of no importance and limited entertainment value.

This morning I practiced yoga. That is the breaking news cause I did not do it since Thursday. The practice was good and long. 5A and 5B sun salutations, all standing, all sitting postures, calming finishing sequence and long shavasana.

Today I read an interesting article about Harvard's 75-year study which reveals the secret of living a happy life. It took them 75 fucking years to discover it. They study 300 people from early age to present day. They are still studying their life even now in their 90ties. The article is quite interesting. Google it.

It said that there are countless ways to live life. Really, I did not know that. They say one way to live your life is better than others. It has nothing to do with money or fame. There are certain "secrets" to ensuring greater happiness, and they revealed those secrets in this 75 years study... Fuck I was transfixed to read it to the end...

Value love above all else. Meaningful relationships and connections matter. A lot. Happiness is love. Full stop... Wow, 75 years of study to find out this. Yup that's it. But for me, it is not complete, they will study new generations and they will discover  What makes a good life... my friends, sex matters too.

I am a happy guy, but you know what, I have desire to break out this happiness, this soap opera. I  write here about love, dating, relationships and other tragi-comic me-centric posts. And just to let you know, The Dreamer came on Friday night and she slept over on Friday and Saturday. We had a wonderful happy time, went out to Swan Bar on Friday night and Ka Chi restaurant on Saturday night. We supposed to go to Reservoir Lounge after dinner but we eat like 45 pieces of sushi and big sea food platter, we were so full and we decided to come back home. We were at home around 11 pm and we watched 13th Floor.


Interesting movie, I keep wondering, Who created my character? Who made me the way I am? Who is the author of me? That one must be so confused, an oxymoron, contradiction guy. There is no I. Truth and I are mutually exclusive. There is truth and there is me. They don't mix. Only me there is, is this false self.

There is nothing obvious about this soap opera I about'm living. There is no comprehension of the vastness and complexity of the influences that go into creating me. There is a benefit, however, to realize that who I am has little or nothing to do with me. For me, the happiness is the temporary state between two sorrows. Indifference is the best.

Will I succeed or fail in my bid for freedom? Will I continue in my quest or change course?

Tune it tomorrow to find out.

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About Zee Mark

I am an Ashtanga yoga practitioner from Toronto, Canada. I am writing a blog about awakening, yoga and everyday life. My entire life journey has led me to this very moment in time. I finally arrived to a place where I am okay with the truth that there is no truth.