It is 10 pm, hot, humid night in Toronto, just 15 minutes ago, I was outside sitting on my balcony and having a beer and singing... Oooooooooooh The Pizza Hut, The Pizza Hut, Kentucky Fried Chicken!!!... McDonalds!

Glory, Glory, Hallelujah

As I walk through this wicked world searching for light in the darkness of insanity I ask my self is all hope lost? Is there only pain, hatred, and misery?

Do you read internet news? I can hardly believe my eyes any more it’s all so fucking deliberately packed to hide the shallowness and meaninglessness of this world. The truth is simple... Nothing is True.

You have to have the power of understanding and a large dose of courage to say that world is not true. That is the beauty of it. See everything, but say it is not true. Who can say? One who is really brave.

You take all as "yours", and by ignorance, you make yourself full of depression, offense and angry-ness. You give value to your thoughts. Thoughts are your greatest friend but also your greatest enemy. Don't trust the thoughts.

Whatever thoughts come, good or bad, let them be. Understand they are not yours. They come from the influences of environment, other people etc.. Understand, nothing really can come your way. Nothing can trouble you but thoughts.

The world is nothing. It does not exits. Ask yourself, what does exist in world? Buildings, streets, countries, people? What? Nothing have existence, the world is not true. Be happy, don't worry for anything. All is "yours", nothing is "yours". You worry for something that does not exists, stop worrying for what is not.

In this world nothing is good or bad. Events simply goes on and on. Understanding should come to you. Don't think. Let thoughts come and go, pay no attention. Pay attention to the sense of presence, the thoughts just come and go. It is all burger dance, ladies and gentlemen.

Life is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing

Those are words of William Shakespeare, not mine. Somewhere Shakespeare also said that most men lead lives of quiet desperation. For a better of understanding of why people live such life you have to look no further but yourself. That’s pretty much how you live.

You spend more, but have less, you study more but know less, you have bigger and bigger houses for smaller and smaller family, more conveniences and yet no time for enjoyment. You have more knowledge but less common sense, you become expert yet you have more problems.

You worry too much, think too much, drink too much. You are in debt, you drive leased car, live in a house with a huge mortgage, you get angry easily, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little.

But you talk too much, love only yourself and don't care about anyone else. You don't know any better, and you don't know the reason why you don't know any better.

Imagine you’re in the audience watching a play, and you slowly come to realize that the actors don’t know they’re actors. They think that they’re normal people going about their normal lives, unaware that they’re on a stage, performing. You could never even believe such a thing would be possible if you hadn’t been up there yourself believing the same thing. – Jed McKenna

You're living, but you don't have a life

Looking at you, my friend, I see that you live your life without noticing the great mystery of existence. Obviously you are just the product of coincidence.

I think it’s wonderful when you believe in something... God, Higher Power, Universe, Higher Self, whatever. It is wonderful when you assume you have found the reason for living and you have all kind of excuses for your own daily shit.

You see, the life is not a simple lie, it is a hypocrisy. It gives us the notion of free will - and I'd say it's important to believe in free will. You need such concept to hold yourself countable. But unfortunately there are nothing you can do in your life there are outside forces that govern your behavior - the free will does not really exist.

Consider. The world in which you live, who else knows about it? Within the prison of your world appears a man who tells you that the world of painful contradictions, which you have created, is neither continuous nor permanent and is based on a misapprehension. He pleads with you to get out of it. You got into it by forgetting what you are, and you will get out of it by knowing yourself as you are. There is no reality in it. It cannot last. - Nisargadatta Maharaj

You think that a "soul" and even a "spirit", is necessary to do what you do and live as you live. But perhaps it is just enough to have a key for winding up the spring of your mechanism. Your daily portion of food help to wind up and renew your purposeless web of associations again and again. From this background separate thoughts are selected with attempt to connect them into a whole and pass them off as a valuable and as your own.

The Evil Magician by George Ivanovich Gurdjieff

There was an evil magician. He lived deep in the mountains and the forests, and he had thousands of sheep. But the problem was that the sheep were afraid of the magician because every day the sheep were seeing that one of them was being killed for his breakfast, another was being killed for his lunch. So they ran away from the magician’s ranch and it was a difficult job to find them in the vast forest. Being a magician, he used magic.

He hypnotized all the sheep and suggested to them first of all that they were immortal and that no harm was being done to them when they were skinned, that, on the contrary, it would be very good for them and even pleasant; secondly he suggested that the magician was a good master who loved his flock so much that he was ready to do anything in the world for them; and in the third place he suggested to them that if anything at all were going to happen to them it was not going to happen just then, at any rate not that day, and therefore they had no need to think about it.

He then told different sheep…to some, “You are a man, you need not be afraid. It is only the sheep who are going to be killed and eaten, not you. You are a man just like I am.” Some other sheep were told, “You are a lion — only sheep are afraid. They escape, they are cowards. You are a lion; you would prefer to die than to run away. You don’t belong to these sheep. So when they are killed it is not your problem. They are meant to be killed, but you are the most loved of my friends in this forest.” In this way, he told every sheep different stories, and from the second day, the sheep stopped running away from the house.

They still saw other sheep being killed, butchered, but it was not their concern. Somebody was a lion, somebody was a tiger, somebody was a man, somebody was a magician and so forth. Nobody was a sheep except the one who was being killed. This way, without keeping servants, he managed thousands of sheep. They would go into the forest for their food, for their water, and they would come back home, believing always one thing: “It is some sheep who is going to be killed, not you. You don’t belong to the sheep. You are a lion - respected, honored, a friend of the great magician.”

The magician’s problems were solved and the sheep never ran away again.