Twirl and twirl and get dizzy

Do you want more of life? Do you want to try to catch it with your hands, swallow it raw; make it a part of you? Do you want to be there when it happens?

OK then, don't be numb, create opportunities, feel the air on your skin, wake up and run after it, without apologizing. Let it spins you around for life is an addiction. Please do, consume the delusions like a drug, because it helps you feel alive, twirl and twirl and get dizzy.

People don't die from sickness, they die from sadness

The saddest truth about life is that it ends. Because you are aware of that, it makes you sad. There is nothing personal in life. It accidentally has created consciousness, allowing you to realize how fucked up all this is.

As a whole, life is winning, it has surrounded the planet and continues to thrive. But at your level, things must die, experiencing loss because a new life always going to replace the old.

Other species on this planet don’t think life is sad because they don’t possess the same degree of consciousness you do. Your life is miserable because you are a Human Being.

You've won the lottery by being born into the ultimate species but the consequence of such a great prize is a knowledge of existence.

It is interesting that despite this knowledge human species still continue on for hundreds of thousands of years fighting through life, forming civilizations, discovering advances in technology and science, creating an endless amount different perspectives and an endless suffering, fighting to the death for money, greedy for power, striving to their dying breath to keep on living.

Nobody wants to look... but understanding life is not so difficult

Life is your greatest teacher but did you actually get it? There is nothing to be learned. All those "smart" quotes how life gives lessons etc. are bullshit. Life is a teacher teaching only one thing - there is nothing true here. You should always keep that in mind, it isn't difficult, but it is tricky.

No denying it now, the shitstorm is going on and everything is being exposed. All of the darkness and evil that humans were ignoring for generations are coming out to the bright light at present time.

You're surrounded by lies that takes you further and further from your being. But be sure, you'll return to right path, eventually.

Awakening is your birthright. You can postpone it but you cannot escape it. Once when you get tired of all bullshit in the world you will turn around towards awakening. Then these words will make sense to you.

Good times and bad times

In article, Everything is Fake: Top 40 Pieces of Fakery in Our World, published by Waking Times 7 years ago, it is said that our world is filled with an extraordinary amount of lies, deception, disinformation, misinformation, fraud, facades, mirages, propaganda and brainwashing.

"I am" sense is fake too

Somebody has sold you the idea that you were born and that memory stays very firm with you. Initially, you did not have this memory but your mother rammed it down your throat. Subsequently, this concept was reinforced with steady effort by society, like a driving a nail into a wall.

In your life everything acquired its value only when you came to know about your existence. That is the basic feeling "I am" sense, "I exist". It is the first and last memory. The "I am" sense is false, it just appears to be here and now.

On this basic "I am" feeling, or memory of presence, you have created a grand "I am the person" idea. But this is a mental state and does not last. It comes and goes like all other states.

The illusion of being the person is here, only because it is not investigated. Non-investigation is the thread on which all the states of mind are based.

Life... the great mysteries isn't it? Why are you here?

Are you the product of some coincidence, or is there really a God watching everything? You know, with a plan for you and stuff.

I think it’s wonderful when you find God, when you assume you have found the reason for living and you have all kind of excuses for your daily shit.

I am not there yet. I have no idea what my purpose in life is. I feel so vividly my emptiness, the yearning, the confusion, the lacking of something.

You, no matter what you do, don’t have time for introspection of your life. Maybe that is good. Not me! I have so much time in my hands that I don't know what to do. In my life nothing going as planned. If you read my blog so far, you will see that I've planned many things...

No matter how much you understand about life or don’t, you still have to do the living. I want to live now, not in some imaginary future.

The meaning of life is just to be alive. It is so plain and so obvious and so simple. There is nothing here to be achieved.

When your dizziness subsides you'll see that your problems are not fixed.

Do yourself a favor, stop worrying. I’m not saying run, there is nowhere to run, I’m saying, things will take care of themselves, so intend the best and spin your world again and again...

From my early age I was told to pursue my dreams. I'm told that I can be whatever I want to be; a prince, policeman, firefighter or President, but then as I got older and got closer towards teen years I slowly realized that none of that is possible.

I became a realistic pessimist. Yes, pursue your dreams and when you succeed you will see that you have not enough money for daily living. That is the truth of this dreamlike existence.

There is nothing to be understood... it is better for me to take responsibility and do the yoga practice, instead of blaming others, or circumstances, or weather or whatever.

I clearly see that nothing is serious

If you think the life is a serious thing, I'll tell you, you will suffer.

It seems to me that the way most people go on living, they think that the world or life or whatever is this place where everything is supposed to be logical and consistent. Well, that is not the case.

I have absolutely no idea where I’m going from here.

Now, I'm at a point when I’m happy with small things. I have no more expectations from life. This is a shocking realization.

It’s a bravery to live the life like this - to know that all my work and effort and time and energy and hopes and dreams are facing an emptiness, in its cold and dark perspective. I say - so fucking what? I fight as it matters.

It’s painful to say, but I don't want anything anymore from anyone. This should be it.