Tuesday, October 17, 2017

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Life did not intend to make us perfect. Whoever is perfect belongs in a museum. 
- Erich Maria Remarque

My intent is to document and observe the world around me like I've never seen it before. I take notes. Collect things I find. Document my findings on this blog. I try to be funny and easygoing. I notice patterns. Copy/paste. Trace. Focus on one thing at a time. Write about what I am drawn to...

This post isn’t meant to be a pessimistic rant about how tough life is. I'm just calling you to like zmark.ca Facebook Page.

On the bottom of this page, there is a StatCounter, an invisible javascript gadget, which records visits. It generates very good statistics. So many visitors come here, mostly read only one article and they are gone. That I cannot explain and I don't really understand. My ideas are based on simple truth - everything is FAKE. My posts or articles are not serious, nothing in this world is important or serious.

Writing about awakening I'm fulfilling my part on this planet. In nutshell, the Earth is a gigantic chicken coop, run by few families greedy for power and prestige. I am just a slave living my pity life.

Almost half of my work income is automatically taken out before I ever see it, regardless of whether or not I approve of how the money is spent. I work hard just to pay bills; doing so, I'm losing the best years of my life.

Things are bad enough. The modern spirituality is worse. There are numerous self-proclaimed lunatics, so-called saints, prophets and saviors who wish to serve this world. Spirituality is a romantic stuff. The Path!!! Search for truth. The Way... all is romantic bullshit.

I deny the validity of the spiritual search entirely. I don't believe in spirituality, Mickey Mouse, Disneyland, Kim Kardashian and Celine Dion. (Btw. who listen to Celine Dion anyway?).

Do you imagine you are following the Path, growing, improving, and just like a businessman, do you want result... the return on investment?

You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book... or you take a trip... and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all.

It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death.

Some never awaken.

- The Diary of Anaïs Nin

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