Wednesday, November 22, 2017

An impartial critique of humanity


I am not a pessimist, I am not an optimist, I am a realist. I am stripping away delusions and leaving nothing behind but the bare naked truth. And the truth is terrifying.

Humanity is on a brink of extinction! I read that today again. So what? We are just like idiots, like robots, programmed by the society. So routinary, so weak, so masturbatory.

In general, we hate awakening. We want to hold on to hope and beliefs that life is here in order that we can learn something, grow spiritually or whatever. That's why we turn out toward religion or New Age shit which somehow make everything easy.

We lack the energy to see our real situation. We're too busy holding onto mommy's hand. Thinking how wonderful we are, how sensitive, how unique. We are not unique! We're just a copy of our parents.

To awaken means to realize one's nothingness, that is to realize one's complete and absolute mechanicalness and one's complete and absolute helplessness. And it is not sufficient to realize it philosophically in words. It is necessary to realize it in clean, simple, and concrete facts, in one's own life. - Gurdjieff 

Is it extremely melancholy to realize that nothing has any intrinsic meaning, that life is essentially meaningless? It is dangerous too. It takes courage to live life understanding that no matter what we might accomplish, will disappear like smoke in the air; that no matter what we might attempt to do, it's all useless. Not only that, but the very fact that everything is insignificant doesn't mean anything either.

The power of the false beliefs, wishful thinking and other delusions that hold over us are staggering, yet, it is necessary for the human society. The world is supported by our "sleep" and nature does not want us to "wake up".

We may know this but do we care? Fuck it, we say! We are the ultimate cynics. And that's how we live! In a deep shit. It's warm here. We don't want to leave, we hate cold. So we worry, oooh, how we worry, twenty-six hours a day! And what do you think we worry about?... About me! What about me? What's in this shit for me? What's gonna happen to me?

Do you think “wake up” are two superfluous words that don't apply to you? Obviously, you're reading this, you're “not asleep.”  Well...

Man is asleep but doesn't know it. So deep is his hypnotic slumber that he does his daily walking and talking, his legislating and marrying in a state of unconsciousness. Actually, the acts are the mechanical acts of hypnotized people... - Gurdjieff 

We're holding onto our society just like the greedy ape who reaches through an opening for a seed and cannot relinquish control, and nothing will make him drop that seed. The hand will cling even after you hack off the arm, so we too, we die holding onto this shit.

Each of us undertakes a journey to awakening in one or another way. We draw an experience into our lives in order to learn one thing - that we were wrong about it. This is what an experience really means. We are here, living this life, in order to gain knowledge about the falseness of everything.

If we want to develop spiritually or grow closer to God, or go to Heaven, or raise our consciousness by positive thinking, or get enlightenment, obtain liberation - in short, if we are moving, progressing and we feel that you grow up, well, that is the essence of our "sleep".

Growing, moving, progressing, evolving. Be nice and say we're sorry when we have done wrong and our loving God won't cook our ass. We hope for transcendental bliss, cosmic consciousness, kundalini awakening, supreme love... Nice stuff but it is all delusions.

To destroy the delusions, we must question our beliefs. Of these, the idea that we are the body with the consciousness is the worst. With the body comes the world, with the world - God, who is supposed to have created the world and thus it starts - fears, religions, bondage, spirituality, practice, sacrifices, all sorts of systems - all to protect and support "us", frightened out of our wits by monsters of our own making.

We love Jesus who is bleeding, nailed to the cross. That's our symbol. We're not interested in the Christ who was resurrected and ascended. We want to hope and wait for something better; we don't want to see the falseness of everything. We listen to our popular songs and we're crying. We turn on the television and we watch the talk shows of poor babies.... the poor babies, praying to the poor baby.


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