Saturday, February 2, 2019

I guess it is nice to have a choice


Only few know this secret... there isn't one!

There's nothing to mourn about death any more than there is to mourn about the growing of a flower. What is terrible is not death but the lives people live or don't live up until their death. They don't honor their own lives, they piss on their lives. They shit them away. Dumb fuckers. They concentrate too much on fucking, movies, money, family, fucking. Their minds are full of cotton. They swallow God without thinking, they swallow country without thinking. Soon they forget how to think, they let others think for them. Their brains are stuffed with cotton. They look ugly, they talk ugly, they walk ugly. Play them the great music of the centuries and they can't hear it. Most people's deaths are a sham. There's nothing left to die. - Charles Bukowski

Charles Bukowski, an alcoholic, a heavy drinker, a smoker. He used to gamble a lot and he loved women so much that he spent all his money on them and of course the booze. He was a writer too and you can learn a lot from his writings.

If you have never read anything from him, you're probably thinking what the fuck, he's the last person you would ever look to learn anything but I am telling you, he is the perfect place to lear about life.

Nothing was ever in tune. People just blindly grabbed at whatever there was: communism, health foods, zen, surfing, ballet, hypnotism, group encounters, orgies, biking, herbs, Catholicism, weight-lifting, travel, withdrawal, vegetarianism, India, painting, writing, sculpting, composing, conducting, backpacking, yoga, copulating, gambling, drinking, hanging around, frozen yogurt, Beethoven, Back, Buddha, Christ, TM, H, carrot juice, suicide, handmade suits, jet travel, New York City, and then it all evaporated and fell apart. People had to find things to do while waiting to die. I guess it was nice to have a choice. - Charles Bukowski

For you who still read my blog I do wonder why you do that? I write now only about my dilemma... why does life taste like chicken? I'm curious, did love and hate evolve independently or did they both inherit chicken-less from a common ancestor?

I stopped writing articles about living life by being awake with special attention on the beauty of being content with what you have and who you really are. Who gives a fuck? But I must say...


If you’re unhappy with your life right now, I will say that it’s because you’ve chosen to be unhappy. It’s completely true. You're neither homeless nor clinically ill. You're a normal human being, although in a deep sleep.

You're unhappy, you focus on all the bad things in your life. You continually think about how bad things are, you complain, and you ask, “Why me?” You walk on the verge of inaction and eventually depression. You are grumpy, cynic and cheap ass. That, makes the situation very bad indeed .

I am not saying focus on only good things in your life and have positive thoughts. While you have problems at your work and with your relationships and with your finances or health and all that... there is still the opportunity to be happy. 

Find satisfaction in what you already have, instead of wishing something else.

Be satisfied with less, with a simpler life, rather than always wanting more, always acquiring more. Examine why you want more, and solve your issues. At the root of wanting more is not being satisfied with what you have.


There never was any journey!

You are born in this world and since that moment you are heading towards death, whether you may like it, dislike it, believe it, disbelieve it, you may be atheist, theist, following this religion, that religion, you may claim you are an incarnation, whatever you may, you are not spared, the death is awaiting you.

You are conditioned thinking that you are on a journey. You want to become rich, to be famous, to be smart and that is causing a feeling of lack so you are seeking something to destroy that feeling. This makes you to always look forward to the future.

But the truth is, nothing you do, know or experience will destroy this "not enough" feeling that you have. Your life is just endless cycle of accumulating bullshit you think lead to a permanent, uninterrupted happiness.

Unfortunately, no such thing. You wanting something that does not exist is the root of your problems.


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