Monthly Archives: March 2013

The Plan

The plan I’ve had since graduation has changed a couple of times. 

It may have started as simply wanting to travel, or see other parts of the world. The world itself is probably one of the greatest teachers out there, probably better than libraries stocked with books and ladders to reach them. I stopped myself from doing that because I felt I needed more of a mission than the belittled “travel” idea. After that I think it changed to learning massage therapy in Thailand. Mainly because I think it’d be really cool to go to Thailand and I could also fulfill my long-held dream of sitting in silence alongside bald headed Buddhists in a monastery. After working for some time to earn money for that trip the idea changed once again as that trip felt a bit shallow and unsatisfying before even embarking on it. I didn’t want what I did to be perceived as a “vacation” from whatever norm my life follows but rather part of what I want my life to be. So after talking with a friend who feels somewhat similarly, being scheduled to graduate from his university in July, I drew up the current plan. On which I’ve been sitting for some time now.

My friend, Nick, is planning to bike his way from London to Singapore. I told him I’d be interested in joining him. This is the kind of trip I’d been hoping for. I’m not necessarily a fan of bicycles, I’d have preferred the idea of walking the distance, but a bike will be more practical for covering such long distances. I think it’s a natural desire in all of us to do something of this sort. I mean, Che Guevara famously did his tour of South America, and even my International Finance professor went on his own journey across the US via greyhound buses. Of course, Forrest Gump did his own run too and everyone made a big deal of that. Che wanted to see or study the situation people faced across Latin America, or  something of that sort was his justification post trip. My prof just wanted some time to think and see this country which he only knew part of, while bothering his friends to give him a place to stay- this was also the time he took to decide whether to go to the corporate world or stay in academia. And Forrest, well, he was retarded he didn’t have a reason and that baffled people into drawing their own conclusions and even following him. Which kinda says something about people wanting to believe in something, even if it isn’t founded upon anything earth-shattering in the first place.

Anyhoo, the plan is to bike across Europe, at the very least. There are issues with crossing the Middle East which keep me from joining Nick all the way to Singapore. Not to mention the possibility of reaching Southeast Asia in their monsoon season and being screwed either way. He plans to leave in early August, and hasn’t given me a path which to put a schedule on for our trip. We plan to camp and use cheap hostels or couch surf our way through. This also involves learning a bit of survival and a lot of bicycle repair. I wasn’t satisfied with just going on a trip without creating anything from it, though I should be ready to go on the trip for the mere sake of it. So, I plan on vlogging/blogging about our progress and raising money for a food distribution related cause. Probably the World Food Programme, but that’s not decided yet. Neither is the rest of the trip. I have no ticket bought and no logistics planned, yet this is the plan. 

Post-trip, assuming I feel as I do now, I will return to take the GRE and apply to grad schools. While gearing my career to working with a humanitarian or non-governmental organization. For now though, I need to raise money for this trip and for the food distribution related cause. 


A post on not posting

I haven’t posted anything to this site aside from the initial introductory post directing future posts and a post declaring African Americans should relax.

For the longest time I argued with myself as to what was appropriate, then eventually I got lazy. Now I’ve resorted to blatantly posting about how I don’t know what to post about, but thus have found something to post about and am now posting it..post…. A few minutes ago I thought of something profound to say here, now it’s on the edge of my mind and I can’t bring it to jump to the fingertips so I’ll just write something profound I meant to write to myself in hopes of later passing it off as some of the utter genius I shit out daily. I was thinking about how we don’t have enough time in the world to express our every intricacies or fully explain our individual paths that lead to the comprehension of each other’s words and actions. We resort to a few thought out sentences or blog posts to encapsulate how we feel today. Then I laughed in my burgundy leather chair with my old wooden pipe in hand as I realized that’s a high-brow way of saying “never judge a book by its cover” or the pre-colonial US version, “not until you’ve walked a thousand miles in a man’s moccasins can you imagine the smell.” Which isn’t really what I meant but still links to the idea that words are flawed.

And we express ourselves in words. I guess that’s why I like them so much. The difference in a written message can be heard, or seen I guess, in the small addition of a tail to the period. For the reader to get a fair look at what we’re trying to say, we’ve got all these rules agreed upon; I don’t know how to use a semicolon. Though I heard it’s not too hard; nothing’s too hard. Except for properly using these stabby things- what are they called? Hyphens. So we practice them daily, or regularly, so that we can write that sentence where nothing is gratuitous.Where every letter’s shape and white space between dotted I’s is meant to give a message deeper than the most succinct paraphrasing by the eventual cliffnotes dilettante. Similarly, we listen, emulate, and take up other’s vocal patterns. So that when the time comes we’ll have the right words. Said in the right way. That will be just enough to let the person on the the receiving end of a phone or standing with one foot out the door and the other turning away from you,  know just how much they mean to you, or enough to get them to turn back, and hang on. Language is fun.

Now I remember what I wanted to say. It was just a remark at how fitting it is for the blog I wanted to use to post about my ideas and plans is void from any. Except for the Nicolas Cage Collection, this is something the people need, and a good plan. I have had plans in mind but have never posted them, much as how I’ve never gotten them to be real. This blog is a good reflection then, I suppose, of the progress I’ve made towards them so far. That’s a depressing thought to close on though, so I’ll say this: I’m going to post what my plans are tomorrow, even if they change suddenly few seconds post-posting on posting a post in the future about plans I have.


relax….

relax….

….nigga


The Rationality of Irrationality

It is a common error to confuse spirituality with religion.  The bill of rights and declaration of independence clearly differentiate between the spiritual and religious.  The US government is forbidden to establish any religion, lest it impair the freedom of the people; yet these same documents presume that governments authority derives essentially from spiritual principles.

In fact the founders of the worlds great religions would be shocked at the profoundly unspiritual deeds wrought in their names throughout history-much that would make a heathen shudder.  Force always distorts truth for it sown self serving purpose.  Over time, the spiritual principle upon which religions are based become distorted for expedient ends, such as power, money, and otherworldliness.  Whereas that which is spiritual is tolerant, religiosity is commonly intolerant; the former leads to peace_the latter to strife, blood-shed, and pious criminality.  There remains, however, buried within every religion, the spiritual foundation from which it originated.  Like religions, entire cultures are weakened when the principles upon which they are based are obscured or contaminated by false interpretation.

Force often relies on rhetoric, propaganda, and specious argument to garner support and disguise underlying motivations. One characteristic of truth, though, is that it needs no defense, it is self -evident.  That “all men are created equal” requires no justification or rhetorical persuasion.  That it is wrong to gas people to death in concentration camps is self-evident; it requires no argument.  The principles upon which true power is based do not require vindication, as force invariably does_there are always endless arguments as to whether force is justified or not.

Many political systems and social movements begin with truth, but as time goes on, they become co-opted by self-seekers and end up relying increasingly on force until they finally fall in disgrace.  The initial appeal to communism was idealistic humanitarianism, as was that of the union movement in the US, until it became a refuge for petty politicians.


Todays truth:

We must share our knowledge with other people.  We all have abilities far beyond what we use.  Some of us find out sooner than others.  That you should check your vices before you come to this point.  If you do not, you carry them over with you to your  next life.  Only we can rid ourselves… of the bad habits that we accumulate when we are in physical state.  The Masters can not do that for us.  If you choose to fight and not rid yourself, then you carry them over into another life.  Only when you decide that you are strong enough to master the external problems, then you will no longer have them in your next life.

We must also learn not to just go to those people whose vibrations are the same as ours.  It is normal to feel drawn to somebody who is on the same level that you are.  This is wrong.  You must also go to those people whose vibrations are wrong… with yours.  This is the importance… in helping…these people.

We are given intuitive powers we should follow and not try to resist.  Those who resist will meet with danger.  We are not sent back from each plane with equal powers.  Some of us possess powers greater than others, because they have been accrued from other times.  Thus people are not all created equal.  But eventually we will reach a point where we will all be on the same level.  But only if…

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