Tuesday, July 14, 2020

The Play

All the world is a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts...
- The Shakespeare monologue

I like this photo, it is taken in some of the recent riots, maybe in Belgrade, couple days ago, or maybe in Paris, I am not sure.

The attitude is the thing. I'm a realist, and I'm here to tell you straight...

Forget those glasses that can be half empty or half full, the glass could be filled to the brim or emptied to the last drop, it depends how thirsty you are.

In life there is nothing to be happy or unhappy about.

You go on living, thinking that the world is supposed to be a logical and consistent place. Well, that is not the case. All misery comes from our idea that the world is true.

You assume that if the world is true then you are also true. This self-importance is the main reason for your feelings of depression, sadness, emptiness, and anxiety.

Consider, without any prior warning, suddenly, you have a taste of your own being.

From the very beginning you have no knowledge of the real nature of yourself. Everything is hidden away from you. And still is.

You are forced into a series of activities and experiences.

That makes you a human being, a body with the name. By the time you pick up your religion and duties... Your seemingly purposeful actions follows one another and there is no end to them and no escape. You are lost in your experiences... you are living your life.

Dazzled by the superficial worldly events, inventions and discoveries, that made you lazy, you have no explanations for reality.

The facts are what they are. The world is just your own illusion; it is a playground where the same thing is repeated over and over again without you noticing it... great! It is just the play.

That you have experiences is a fact. Others tell you about their experiences. You rarely receive any information concerning reality.

Only evaluation in your performance in this play is your personal feeling of happiness. In relation to that you try to organize your behavior accordingly.

It all goes well until you start questioning your beliefs, when you start to see them through something happens, the experiences lose its charm, and you start returning to this silly site. 😉

What is the play?

It is your dream, it is your intense love for life, your lust for living. In spite of all this closeness and fondness, this game has the end. All the experiences with their peculiarities will vanish and your play will finish.

Now you know truth. Go your own way, my friend, play... dance, cry, laugh and live intensely, go all the way, before the curtain closes and your piece ends... with no applause.