God said:By the time you read this, it won't be now anymore (sorry!).
That's what you think. As I write this, it is currently now. Checkmate!
God said:By the time you read this, it won't be now anymore (sorry!).
No when you typed that, that was then, only now is now, I'm pretty sure I'm confused. I'll tell you this, no matter where you go - there you are!zippypinhead said:God said:By the time you read this, it won't be now anymore (sorry!).
That's what you think. As I write this, it is currently now. Checkmate!
camstory said:I just watched #17(?) of the Ted Talks Head Games offered on NetFlix, and thought it would fit here nicely.
All I could think of when I read this:camstory said:No when you typed that, that was then, only now is now, I'm pretty sure I'm confused. I'll tell you this, no matter where you go - there you are!zippypinhead said:God said:By the time you read this, it won't be now anymore (sorry!).
That's what you think. As I write this, it is currently now. Checkmate!
God said:Something to make you think a little...
AwesomeKate said:
This is what the English language sounds like to the rest of the world.
AwesomeKate said:A mindfuck for the day. A practice in appreciation.
This idea follows along the same lines as the quote by Ajahn Chah:
"Do you see this glass? I love this glass. It holds the water admirably. When I tap it, it has a lovely ring. When the sun shines on it, it reflects the light beautifully. But when the wind blows and the glass falls off the shelf and breaks or if my elbow hits it and it falls to the ground I say 'of course'. For when I know that the glass is already broken, every minute with it is precious."
When I spend time with my father, I always take a moment to really consider this. I repeat it in my head, "The glass is already broken. The glass is already broken." In other words, my father is already gone. The reason I say this, is because death is an absolutely certainty. Therefore, it is as good as done.
This practice causes me to go through the emotions of my father dying, and being gone. I feel the yearning and confusion and regret that his dying would cause. When I come back into the present moment, and see my father sitting there, alive and smiling, I realize how fantastically wonderful it is that he is here right now! At least for now, he is here with me! The NOW is a fantastic place to be! This practice causes me to become ecstatic to speak with him, and hear him respond. I enjoy watching how he walks from the kitchen table to the pantry and back again. I enjoy his voice, and his humor. I pick up on the little mannerisms he has, and how his face changes when he's making a joke. It's like meeting my father all over again.
Try this with a loved one today. While you're speaking with them, close your eyes and imagine the day they die. When you open your eyes you will want to cry out of happiness when you see them!
"Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Till it's gone "
-Joni Mitchell
Don't wait until things are gone to appreciate them. Know that they are gone already, and feel their worth now.
AwesomeKate said:
Tell me your thoughts.
beleriand said:One thing idea I’ve been finding particularly interesting, lately, is that all thoughts and concepts are mere abstractions or approximations of things in reality. Yet, they’re treated as though they are the things themselves. This goes for words as well. But, it’s impossible to think without them. So, we’re trapped in this cycle of looking for truth with thoughts and words, but being limited to a flawed system for finding it.
For instance, the idea of the planet Earth is purely conceptual. The idea that it’s round is purely conceptual. It’s only round when its roundness is relevant. It’s round when you look at it from space. But, at that point, it’s only something to be looked at. When you walk on the Earth, it’s flat, and it’s endless. I can understand how this could come off as incredibly stupid because it’s not a particularly keen observation that the Earth appears to be flat. But, I think I want to say that it’s actually flat. Of course, I know it’s not “actually” flat.
The thing is, why do we take the model of the world provided by science as what is actual? As soon as you start talking about what actually exists, what really exists, the actual Earth, the first thing you do is go inside your head and start imagining. Is the Earth orbiting the Sun? You go inside your head and imagine that it is. But, reality isn’t in your head, or should I say, your thoughts.
Yeah, science is able to make predictions based on the model it has created, and we let it reign over our notion of being. But, the scientific model of reality proceeds from the idea of objective thingness. Then, we end up with an idea about “being” that is confused with objective thingness.
But, what if we start building our conception of actuality, or “being,” from the beginning point of personhood? I find that I much prefer the vision of reality that starts to emerge. The Earth becomes infinite, with an endless variety of landscapes, supporting an endless variety of life. The sky becomes a cosmic roof. Feelings are freed from their bonds within our heads to color things “out there.”
There are over 100 different species of opossums, and another 70 species of possums! No one person will ever see even 1/100 of what the Earth actually is. That is infinity, when using personhood as the starting point. But, we try to capture the Earth in this concept, as though it is finished, as though we have its entirety in our grasp.
It goes for less grand stuff, too. Look at your concepts about everything.