All posts by Immorthalia

I entered this world in April 1978, in a small country called "the Netherlands". I have always loved stories and have always asked difficult questions. I search for answers in my own way, by living, writing and loving, and I share what I can. I have experience in psychology, writing, English language teaching, children and young people, and much more, but I do not want to attach any labels to it, as I do not believe in self-appraisal and I also think out-of-the-box.

Why Acceptance is a superpower

Beauty hides around every corner of existence, if we but only use our true eyes to see it

We mortals seem to be doomed to live our lives as slaves, ruled by the ruthless slaver called emotional response, a relentless beast that gets a firmer grip on our well-being the more painful experiences are added to our experience.


Are we destined to suffer the life of slaves, the life of agony?
Are we programmed to get angry every time we hit heavy traffic or encounter a case of severe weather when it is least opportune to us, even though part of us knows it is pointless?

If you read about the science of the brain and free will, you might come to such a mortifying conclusion.

That, however, does not take into account the superpower of acceptance.Generations of philosophers and countless mystic traditions have inspired us to find that power, but most of us take no heed. I was no different. Always got frustrated, depressed or scared when life lashed out with its whip of confrontation.
I finally figured out that there are only two choices: be a puppet of pain, or a superhero; be enslaved, or free.


Whatever we resist, becomes a blockade, which drains us of energy, spirit and creativity, and eventually can lead to chaos: a disruption of the system in the form of psychological illness and misbehavior. We either shut down in depression, explode into fury, or tremble out of fear.


Acceptance is the only way to go, and in intercourse with other beings, but even in relation to the whole of existence – which is all interconnected – forgiveness is a power not to be reckoned with.
The MORE you can accept AND forgive, the more FREEDOM you will attain! You can abide in traffic like a wise master, and sit out a violent storm like an enlightened being, by virtue of the elegant power of acceptance.

Emotions are intentions, directions, masters of their own, but struggling in endless conflict with their irrational opposites and extremes, and with the impossibility of their realisation.
Freedom lies not in want or will, it lies in an absence of want, the blissful void of acceptance. 

Acceptance of yourself and of small setbacks leads to a small state of flow, like when playing tennis. Acceptance of all the exists and happens, even the most horrific truths and immeasurable agony, is the key to ultimate freedom, the path to be truly human, superhuman.

Conquering the final frontier of existential bondage, the serfdom that binds us to our experiential overlords, is the only true freedom that can be acquired in mankind’s tragic existence.

The question is, do you want to serve, or rule? Use your superpower or be subdued by it?The choice, albeit a hard one, is yours to make.

Photography by Peter van Delft

Truth and the Ruthlessness of her Impostors

Existence is full of lies.

People lie all the time, they lie socially, professionally, or even in the name of a religion.

 

Your eyes (in reality it concerns the parts of your brain dealing with vision) lie, when pretending to represent a consistent visual reality, which can easily be disproved through experiments with optical illusions.

 

The memory of a crime suspect lies, when interrogators use too “convincing” techniques to force a confession.

 

Similarly, the brain of a psychiatric patient lies, when remembering child abuse that did not actually take place, but was suggested with ample psychological conviction and influence by a therapist.

 

Even a photon, one of the many sent on a light-speed journey from the Sun to Earth, lies, if it claims to be a particle, rather than a wave, or the other way around. At least it is the instrument causing the interference in the quantum state, that lies, or the brain of the person operating it. I am far from well-versed in the intricacies of physics, let alone astrophysics, yet these ideas seem significant to me in this context.

 

Big, manifest things like trees lie, while actually being collections of cells, which are actually organised molecules, which are actually atoms – with unimaginably large voids of seeming nothingness separating them – which are actually protons, neutrons and electrons, which are actually quarks (as “strange” and “charming” they may portray themselves), which are things we can hardly visualize at all in our imagination.

 

The whole universe lies, pretending to be rich and full, hundreds of billions of galaxies each oozing with the light and life of hundreds of billions of stars – and presumed planets, while actually expanding toward a state of emptiness so vast it can never be bridged.

 

Even science, though it may humble us enough to sacrifice other lies, may lead to its own lies, if its adherents claim to have come close to an understanding of the deepest layers of truth, while it may never be proven, through traditional science, how the reality we all share and call the universe, is rooted into the more definite reality which must lie beyond, and which we may never fully understand. Who is to say we can ever escape the biases ingrained in our very being, the fact that we were already born into a certain predetermination toward order, the laws and inclinations that made life possible, and that somehow emerged out of the soup of chaos that was the early universe. There is no range of parallel universes available to us – with current abilities and understanding – to do a control experiment, by means of which we could see if our perceived state of our own universe could be generated from random and varying conditions at conception.

 

All that is manifest and to which we attach ourselves is a mere lie if we take it for granted and fail to see the mystery and uncertainty behind “existence”, the majesty of the unknown, the chaos that is actually the very origin of order.

Yet, most self-proclaimed truths are impostors who do an awfully convincing job of letting us believe they are our salvation, rather than our doom.

 

The unknown, the pit of nothingness, which many of us fear, is the true source of existence, the Higher Reality where there are no restraints, limits, boundaries, discriminations, flaws, definites, absolutes, paradoxes, irrationalities, vanities, concepts, percepts, or any forms that might show the faintest trace of persistence.

 

That is the One Truth, the very source of wonders we need to embrace, a fearsome, yet immeasurably magnificent ocean, unbound by the ruthless masters of space and time, where we, as individual drops, loose all the ignorance of individuality and ego, but acquire the kind of freedom that does not exist in ordinary reality.

 

Only in true surrender, true acceptance, true sacrifice, and true humility, can this truth be obtained, if it can ever be obtained to its fullest. Plunging into the deep can be frightening, having to drown first and loose everything, but it will be ever so rewarding, once we are reborn and refurnished as a more enlightened being.

English in a Globalised Indonesia

English is a global language.

Nothing new on the horizon. Things, however, often tell a different story on closer inspection. Language is key to facilitate communication, and communication often fails, leading to either hilarious or disastrous situations.

An old teacher asked her student, “If I say, ‘I am beautiful,’ which tense is that?” 

The student replied, “It is obviously past.”

Source: Reddit

Life on Mars

When Italian astronomer Giovanni Virginio Schiaparelli began mapping Mars in 1877, he inadvertently sparked an entire science-fiction oeuvre. The director of Milan’s Brera Observatory dubbed dark and light areas on the planet’s surface ‘seas’ and ‘continents’ – labelling what he thought were channels with the Italian word ‘canali’. Unfortunately, his peers translated that as ‘canals’, launching a theory that they had been created by intelligent lifeforms on Mars.

 Convinced that the canals were real, US astronomer Percival Lowell mapped hundreds of them between 1894 and 1895. Over the following two decades he published three books on Mars with illustrations showing what he thought were artificial structures built to carry water by a brilliant race of engineers. One writer influenced by Lowell’s theories published his own book about intelligent Martians. In The War of the Worlds, which first appeared in serialised form in 1897, H G Wells described an invasion of Earth by deadly Martians and spawned a sci-fi subgenre. A Princess of Mars, a novel by Edgar Rice Burroughs published in 1911, also features a dying Martian civilisation, using Schiaparelli’s names for features on the planet.

 While the water-carrying artificial trenches were a product of language and a feverish imagination, astronomers now agree that there aren’t any channels on the surface of Mars. According to Nasa, “The network of crisscrossing lines covering the surface of Mars was only a product of the human tendency to see patterns, even when patterns do not exist. When looking at a faint group of dark smudges, the eye tends to connect them with straight lines.”

Source: BBC

It will suffice to say that a good understanding of language is key to communication and communication is key to solving problems, in ANY area, for people from ANY walk of life.

Is English a language that can help solve (communication) problems because of its global coverage?

Source: Reddit

Language is connected to knowledge and knowledge enables freedom.

This freedom exists (not exlusively) by allowing access to:

information                                        other cultures

education                                            other ideas

jobs                                                         other opinions

services                                                new perspectives

sources                                                 other press

wisdom                                                 other technologies

It is also a tool to fight illiteracy, and to help establish, and maintain democracy – as far as democracy goes in this world of giants with giants’ appetites and giants’ impatience with the burdens of righteousness and regulated fairness.

English is the most widely and extensively used language in important areas, like the internet, science, industries, and professional sectors.

There can be no advancement without knowledge, understanding, and cooperation, and communication. And the key to communication is language. Language (global languages, like English) might unite those who are opposed due to ignorance.

 

Two languages, two worlds.

You cannot deny that you are Indonesian, and you cannot deny that you are living in a globalized world.

Love Indonesia, understand the world

Know your roots, your identity

I have had students complaining to me that they hated their language, culture, or even country. The outside world lures, but is not always what she appears, and the aversion towards the familiar can blind us to her inner beauties. These beauties must be rediscovered if you want to come to an understanding and acceptance of yourself, which is crucial to coming to an understanding and acceptance of the world around you.

Know yourself in order to know others

Know others in order to know yourself

Know Indonesia in order to know the world

Know the world in order to know Indonesia

 

The importance of teaching

Teaching religion is the noblest of callings, teaching in general might well come second.

It might also be considered one of the most daunting of professions, unless you, as a teacher, learn how to:

Care about, listen to, and understand your students;

Be yourself, find your own voice;

Love even the most challenging of students;

Be honest, admit mistakes and limitations;

Make them love English, BE their LEGEND;

Teach them learning, context, creativity, courage, confidence, authenticity;

Find your inner source of peace, so the class will be at peace too.

 

Me as a teacher

I wasn’t born a teacher and most certainly never though of becoming one. I did not wake up one night exclaiming, ‘I know what the very reason for my existence is, being a teacher is my true calling!’

In fact, when I moved to Indonesia pursuing other ambitions, it just happened to be one of those why-not-give-it-a-chance opportunities that presented themselves. It was a struggle at first, especially the class management, but for the following reasons I came to grow in affection for the vocation:

  • I give special attention to those students who make their teachers’ lives extremely difficult. They sometimes come to respect me for that, even though they will not always say it in so many words.
  • I try to be patient and care for those students who are shy, or are unable to keep up with the rest. If they grow in confidence, even if just an inch, it makes me extremely happy.
  • I always try to find my own voice, style and solution to problems. Following the advice of others to the letter has in most cases only made things worse than before. Trying to find my own voice also means using my creativity. I always make my own games, activities and stories, to make the lessons more interesting and give them something to look forward to. Judging by the responses and hugs of the students, and the feedback of the parents, it seems to pay off.
  • Too many English as a Second Language (ESL) learners are exposed to mainly grammar and vocabulary, frequently failing to understand the context, but also the broader perspective in which the language is and can be used. Sometimes they are taught that they sound smart when using fancy vocab, but it takes a great deal of literacy, experience, and subtle understanding of the language to use those weapons of impression convincingly!

To be honest…

To be honest…

…this writer needs to face and solve a personal problem, before he feels comfortable again to give advice and inspiration to others.

My writing is always inspired by what I read, experience and see in others. I believe in what I write, and have seen it work.

But there are times when you are faced with things in life, when you make mistakes, and then you have to be honest with yourself and others. Then you have to solve the problems first.

And once the problems are solved, I will have learned important lessons, which will, I hope, further inspire others.

All love, patience and blessings for the dear people who take the time reading me – and of course to anyone who needs that!

Marcel

 

Image: Caspar David Friedrich, Morgen im Riesengebirge

Words of Wisdom for 2018

Words of Wisdom for 2018

Happy New Year and all the love and blessings you need!

I usually don’t believe in New Year’s resolutions (Actually, I still don’t), and casual words of wisdom related to Christmas, New Year’s Eve or any other occasion typically strike me as a bit naïve.

Change comes when it has to, when the person is ready. But even if we are not ready, some inspiration may be taken to heart, only to be used at a later time.

Here are some “words of wisdom” which are based on my own experience, some day they may be of use to those who are able to relate.

 

The key to win the hearts of others is to find your inner purity and calmness, and allow others to share in that still water, absorbing all imperfections and allowing them to be themselves.

 

The solution to solve conflicts is to give up the need for “justice”, as that is just an ego thing, but to replace it with understanding and acceptance, without sacrificing or changing yourself into an expectation of others.

 

Sometimes suffering due to mistakes in life is unavoidable, because spiritual growth depends on the progression of insight, and if you are not ready for the next step upwards, you need to fall downwards first.

 

Using medicine or therapy to solve Issues might help you daily life get on track, but often these problems have an important story to tell, and the lessons learned from these stories may inspire the great things that we often admire or envy in others.

 

 

Let 2018 be the year of purity, the year in which we listen to the stories that our challenges and tragedies are trying to tell us!

About the picture: Caspar David Friedrich – Der Wanderer über dem Nebelmeer (Wikimedia Commons)

The Power of Perceptive Parenting

Tantrums and parental conundrums.

Raising kids is one of the most challenging “professions”. Being a parent is a “job” that lasts for years or even a lifetime, and you cannot – reasonably – quit or ask for better terms and benefits.

 

Before they go to school, those fascinating creatures under your charge will learn mostly in the environment sustained by their parents, but as soon as school comes into the picture, this shaping and modelling environment expands, and other rolemodels will start setting the examples. And don’t forget that they have their very own temperaments, finetuned to their own needs, not yours.

 

Yes, it can be rewarding at times, when they show their affection or proudly demonstrate the new skills they’ve acquired. But often you might feel powerless and tired.

 

So if we feel overpowered and exhausted, what is the biggest Issue? Perception. I will explain later.

 

As a parent, I have learned about, and tried to use, authoritative and permissive styles, and a mixture thereof.

Many people have been giving advice, often contradicting that of others. I did not even try popular books, that follow trends every few years. It just doesn’t add up for me.

 

But I started to pay attention to what was actually going on when I felt like a bad parent. I noticed that if I was tired, feeling out of control, or otherwise struggling with myself, my kids were also more restless, naughty and moody.

 

The first thing I tried to change was aligning my behavior with my words. So instead of just asking or commanding them things to do, I would also make myself a rolemodel, acting out what I said. That helped to some extent, but I still felt discord and frustration.

 

Then I went a little deeper, trying to open myself to the kinds of spiritual ideas I have been playing with for the last few years. Then it became evident to me that the kids connected to whatever state of consciousness I was in.

If I felt harmony, positivity and control, they would be easier to manage too. If I slid into a state of “duality” and my thinking mind would pull me into negative spirals of thoughts, the resulting disfunctional emotional chaos would be picked up by my kids and they would express the same kind of chaos in a different way. They would either be angry, naughty, unmotivated or they would just complain all the time. They would seek attention, any type of attention, even negative.

 

But, the key was not just the attention, because that would not lift them up to a more balanced state of mind. The key was the kind of attention that would help them connect to MY unity, rather than MY duality.

 

So, how to do this?

First you need to create unity in yourself (please refer to earlier posts about [non-]duality and living in the present) and observe and accept everything, resulting in freedom and peace of mind. You will notice that it gives you a perception of control. Not full control, that’s fear, but the kind of control a surfer has over his surfboard while mastering the big waves of the sea. Then, PERCEIVE.

Perceive the duality in your child. Understand it, act it out and respond to it, without using your own sense of unity. Then, once that ship is sailing, wait patiently for your child to slowly, but surely, connect to you. Invite them softly, absorb their expressions of disruptive emotions and duality without judging, without being triggered into an emotional state too – apart from kindness.

You can often cancel disruptive emotions by working with opposite states, like waves with opposite forms that cancel each other out, but eventually silent and peaceful acceptence will be the state of mind that the are invited into, so they can fully connect to unity.

I know this sounds easier than it actually is, and a little abstract, but it is something you can experiment with, if you already have a little bit of a background in spiritual ideas related to non-duality.

 

And this works in any type of relationship, not just the relationship with your kids.

Perceive, be, accept, connect.

The Paradoxical Need for Suffering

To be honest, I’m horrified by suffering.

My own sufferings, though perhaps modest in comparison to those of others, mostly left me furious, and full of doubt and disappointment. But one thing I know for sure now – as sure as a man can be in a subjective universe – is that I learned something in every single troublesome period of my life, a necessity of experience and insight that I would never have been able to acquire had I not suffered the way I did.

 

I am not going to preach here – let’s leave out religious opinions that so commonly ignite fires of disagreement or even are a cause for contempt – just going to share my experience and insights. I have struggled with cancer and with loads of personal and family drama, but I do not regret having experienced those things. What I DO regret, is that I was unable to accept everything the way it was, that I resisted, fought, and over-analyzed everything. But even that has, on the long run, helped me gain knowledge and tools that are very useful now.

 

But enough about me, let’s try to see it from a different perspective. Imagine you have a child that is suffering from cancer. Mayhaps a daughter, a charming little five-year-old daughter. She still has a long, beautiful life ahead of her, many friends to make, smiles to show and tears to shed. But all of that will be taken away, because that horrible sickness is devouring her every molecule of hope and livelihood. To make things worse, the monster that’s eating her up also makes her suffer, her every waking breath one of agonizing pain.

 

Now here comes the clue. There is a treatment. It is a proven treatment, will leave her fully cured and with no risk involved, because the doctors know what they’re doing, and they are one hundred percent dedicated to your lovely little girl. There is only one problem: it is very painful. It will make her scream, she will have nightmares and at night she will wake up and curse you and the doctors for doing that to her. But it is the only way, and once that short, but horrible treatment is over, she will be healthy, strong, and, as a side-effect, she will also forget what she went through, a no-trauma guarantee.

 

Suffering she will, even without the treatment. But without the treatment, there is no hope. With the treatment, she will go through a hell of pain and fear, but after that it will be like she’s reborn.

The question is: what would you choose as a parent?

Short, severe, suffering, with the prospect and certainty of having a perfectly healthy happy daughter afterwards?

Or call off the treatment, but let her slowly die a death that leaves her without any hope of betterment, of happiness, of life?

If she resists the treatment, she will suffer longer, but eventually, she will cure. The only thing needed is for you to sign the parental consent form, for she is underage.

What would you do?

 

Some spiritual truths, whether we believe in them or not, are very counter-intuitive, very hard to swallow, even disgusting in our common sense of morality. But I believe, in the greater perspective of the higher realm of reality, where there are no absolute differences, where there exists no absolute suffering, and where there are no absolute time or space, it all makes sense. And suffering makes sense too, but only if we submit, accept and reach a higher plain of insight, where the little events of daily material life, that haunt us all the time, seem insignificantly small and meaningless.

 

I have learned personally that suffering made me wiser, and also happier. It left me with scars, but the scars healed and eventually made me a more multi-dimensional person. Whenever I was able to submit, and let go, the suffering was short and less painful, but each time I got upset and resisted, it left me cursing and crying in agony and self-pity. And the times when I SHOULD have received some trials, and they did not appear, I became a lesser me, with some of my resolve and wisdom dissolved, and it created problems I could have avoided otherwise.

 

For me, and maybe also for you, suffering is actually beneficial, it is the treatment that, while enduring it, might seem like unfair and horrible, but which, once you submit to it and let it heal you, will make you a better you, a stronger you!

 

Of course that does not mean that you should seek out suffering, and especially not affect others with it. The beneficial type of suffering is the one that comes uninvited, throught the agency of life events that all play a roll in the greater script, the drama script of the omniverse of the higher reality.

I, the Stubborn, Arrogant Writer, Refuse to Conform

I refuse to conform.

Short sentences!

Show, don’t tell!

Not too many characters!

Avoid using too much imagery!

Stay away from cliches!

Don’t be too abstract!

Not too philosophical!

 

I refuse.

Refuse to give in to what modern writers’ communities, and readers’ communities alike, keep asking me to conform to.

Call me arrogant, call me stubborn, or any other type of negative personality adjective.

But I refuse.

 

Why?

 

I believe in what I have to say. There is a reason for me writing the way I do. Changing my style feels like treachery, betrayal of my true self and what my true self has to say. I am not a prophet, not a Messiah who receives divine messages through the whisperings of an angel. But I do believe in the meaning, perpective and the form of the tale I have to tell. It is of the utmost importance that I stay true to myself. And so should you, if you are a writer. But that’s off-topic.

 

These days people get used to short catchy sentences, fast visuals and concrete, straight-to-the-point messages. Faster and easier to digest for a informational digestion system that is already being stuffed with information and either develops mental indigestion or intellectual diarrhea. But informational fast food comes at a cost. We lose the wonders of pondering, the miracle of discovering hidden truths, and the majestic rewards that can be given to patient readers.

 

What do I want to write, being such a arrogant, stubborn and demanding writer?

Fantasy and hopefully some wisdom, treasures of insight and life lessons, the reward for the patient seeker.

But even though I create my own world, have more or less unique races, and even use monsters, magic and many more of such fantasy cliches, I do not want it to be “just an exciting, action-packed story.”

 

What I want to show is the perspective of the characters, in a way that is much more profound, showing how they psychologically deal with all the events that, to me, in most other fantasy stories, just seem to be added purely for suspense. I want to pull the readers into psychological depths, not with difficult jargon and academics, but by begging their patience in following long trains of thoughts and related conversations that are so common in our daily struggles with life, but are mostly filtered out in modern storytelling. Not to bore the readers, but to offer a deeper insight into motivations, into the processing of traumata and other events, and into personal development – or the stagnation thereof.

 

I realize that much of this can also be done through “show”, actions speaking for thoughts, but I believe that it leaves too much to the interpretation of the readers – which in itself is not bad, it makes the story unique for every reader. I want to offer different perspectives, not just their projections, so the readers can really learn about the characters in great detail, and learn from them, live with them.

And, in a way, they will have the privilege of looking inside my head, as the writing reveals a lot about me. I am confident that they, by learning about my struggles and subsequent victories and insights, through the experiences of the story’s characters, can also learn how to deal with their own struggles.

 

At times I really NEED abstract, philosophical or flowery language, in order to make the read work, sweat and bleed, so that their rewards will be equally more profound, as they have to go into the depths of their own experience and intellectual treasures as well, if they want to be able to find an answer that makes sense.

It might seem that the storyline cools down to absolute zero, an eternal static nothingness, but that will only be temporary, as temperature is soon to rise again, allowing for more action and (relatively) fast dialogues.

 

I am not ashamed to say that I borrow cliches and tropes from time to time, because in my experience that some of the more noticeable ones became cliches because they touch universal truths and challenges, that mankind has to face in all ages, all generations. Like archetypes that stand out in the seemingly seemingly endless varieties of personalities and conditions. Of course, I try to be original and authentic wherever I can, but I will use both my own ideas and some (slightly modified) tropes to help my readers connect to powerful ideas, which are supposedly equally insightful and entertaining.

 

I write for readers who like to be challenged, especially young readers, as the main characters are mostly teenagers. I seek brave souls who dare to jump into the deep end of the pool of mental struggle, diving to the bottom to find hidden treasure, treasure that will help them find meaning, hope, and wisdom, most notable also their own (often ignored) wisdom.

 

I write for fighters, for those who want to fight for ideas and who do not take wisdom for granted. I aim at adventurers who LOVE struggle, who CRAVE storms and turmoils of ink and words in order to achieve inner calm and enlightenment.

I write for the generation that wants to believe in itself.

Egoverse Ad Nauseam

The observable universe seems infinitely vast.

To grasp this, you might want to find some movies that show the scale, comparing the microscopic smallest world of quarks and counter-intuitive natural laws to the macroscopic largest world of the cosmic web containing billions of galaxies. However, this dazzling realization is not the same as a universe that extends “ad infinitum”. It HAS limits.

What’s more, we are not privileged to fully experience this universe in its entirety, in all its countless possible states. We are confined to the universe that we experience inside our heads, inside our minds. Of course, we reconstruct (our understanding of) the supposed outer universe in that mind using information relayed by our optical pathways and processed by our brains. But still, it is OUR experience of that universe, not the entity itself.

 

The story doesn’t end there. The visual system and also our cognitive processes are prone to error. That doesn’t mean we cannot gather a consistent body of knowledge about the universe, but it DOES mean we cannot always trust our experiences. To make things worse, we do not just experience, we attribute value to everything we experience. It is a colored layer of desires, fears, expectations, stereotypes, and other devices of our mind. We are not just independent observers. We WANT something from that universe, just as there are many things we do NOT WANT.  As I may have been able to demonstrate in earlier writings, this is due to the “Thinking Mind”, or EGO, trying to safeguard its perfect little world of self-indulgence. It can be of the highest intellectual standards, but if it serves the ego, it is only to maintain, and expand – under its very own conditions – its own mind universe – which I will call “egoverse”.

 

The egoverse works with strong gravitational forces: desires and fears become obsessions that attract all free matter and enprison it into an ever expanding black hole of tragic slavery to the whims of the thinking mind. That dungeon might be veiled under illusions of material, physical, emotional and rational bliss, but since the thinking mind actually has no creative powers of its own, the veils eventually MUST fall. And when they do, it might be too late to escape, as one may well have passed the horizon of no return – like in the case of a “real” black hole.

 

The egoverse is not just a solid block of unity and harmony. There are conflicts and different galaxies, related to different, contrasting desires, thoughts, conceptions of self, emotional conditioning and many more, each forming their own clusters, but also slowly, but surely, gravitating towards their doom.

 

However, as I have tried to demonstrate in other articles, that egoverse is not the true universe, or omniverse, of existence. The “true self”, the source of all experience, of consciousness, is hiding behind all those illusions. The unimaginable world in which that true self resides, that is both infinitely small and united, but at the same time endlessly vast and diverse, is where everything comes from, inclusing the fabrications of the thinking mind and its egoverse. But fully embracing the true self and its true reality would be the end of the thinking mind’s rule, so it tries to defend its homeland, its galaxies. Desires and flawed or false impressions of “reality” are one way, but fear is another.

It takes tremendous courage and faith to cross the boundary between the fake and the real, so it appears as some kind of void, or fear substratum. The fear substratum is like the basis of most of the experiences in the egoverse, it is like the dust from which the galaxies of ignorance are born.

 

Everything threatens to collapse once we consider embracing the true self and its true reality, and the frightening void seems to be able to devour us while trying to escape her unforgiving claws and teeth. But face it we must, if we want to be able to find real bliss, real meaning and real purpose.

If we pass the trial of the fear substratum and “go where no man has gone before” – or at the very least, where only a happy few have ever ventured – we might just find exactly the things we’ve been looking for, in vain, in the more current universe: love, freedom and gratitude for the endless blessings that come with the true reality, which really goes “ad infinitum.”

 

Eventually, the egoverse will not go “ad infinitum”, but rather “ad finitum” (it will come to a horrible end) and “ad nauseam” (it will make you sick, sick of obsession in a black hole of agony – which might be a metaphorical “hell”).

So, which way do you want to go?

The Abnormality of Normality

Imagine you are, involuntarily, joining a sect the members of which are as cruel as you can imagine. They sacrifice human lives and feast in blood while they praise some bloodthirsty deity that inspires deeds that make the average terrorist seem like a peace-loving citizen.
Now, if that sect would take over the world, it would become “the norm”.
Now there are a handful of people like you. A minority. You are who you are now – you don’t believe in violence and evil deities. Are you what would be considered “normality”?
Statistically and socially, you wouldn’t be – not in that scenario.
You might argue that there are other frameworks of reference to determine “normality”, but that is not what I think is meant by “being normal” in popular usage.
Being extraordinary is most certainly not normal. But many of us enjoy peace, technology, art and healthcare that extraordinary humans helped made possible.
Being spiritually so advanced that you renounce the material and embrace the immaterial – becoming again the being of pure, shapeless light and love you actually are at the deepest level – is as abnormal as can be.
Greed is normal. Ignorance is. Lust for power. Herd behavior is too.
Kindness is rare, selflessness rarer, enlightenment possibly impossible.
At least from a “normal” point of view.
It might be different from a spiritual point of view.
But only the smallest of minorities understands that, whereas the vast majority claims the truthfulness of their “norm”.
So what to do?
At the very least, for one fricking day, try NOT to be normal, try to be extraordinarily abnormal! Abnormal in embracing the abnormality of spiritual growth!

Follow the waveform of love and change, if you submit and open your mind, you will recognize it. You surf it, and if you fall, you just get back up and continue surfing. Don’t make it too complicated. It’s not about weird rituals or pseudo-scientific philosophies. It’s about you no longer restraining your true self, but hugging it, as you should hug change and love. Identify with the crystal-clear voice of goodness and power inside your heart, let go of vanities and the show of illusional shadows in which we are starring as sorrowful actors every day. Just trust what feels as pure and good and ignore what does not. You deserve it!