Be a child. Be “unreasonable”. Be yourself…

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You look around nowadays, and pretty much a majority of people (albeit in declining numbers) are still wallowing in despair and misery, so entrenched in their programmed “rat-race” mentality and so addicted to their routine of mediocrity and stagnation, that for as long as they have that limiting view of themselves and of life, they they won’t break out of it.

They get up in the morning, loathing the idea of getting to work, where they put up a fake smile and a façade, while actually crying and being enraged inside, before going back home to watch something on TV or on the internet, maybe play some video games or any other means of distracting themselves – like a drunkard desperately trying to drink his sorrows away – before going to bed, wishing desperately for things to change, yet doing nothing about it; neither in the moment, nor when they get up.

Rinse and repeate, rinse and repeat. Maybe they sometimes meet up with their similarly depressed acquaintances and wallow in their sorrows together, while pretending that their current, miserable life is what they want.

“How’s your life?”

“Oh, it’s okay…” They look down, sighing deeply to themselves.

When you hear someone saying “Oh, it’s okay…”, said with half a voice, that person is not passionate about passionate about their life. They aren’t glad to be here. They’re not glad to be alive. They likely don’t even know what being alive even means. Yet, this attitude of living in a mental cage and emotional stagnation, of stagnation, “conformity” and degradation, depravation and deceit… that’s what nowadays a majority of people erroneously call “maturity” or “adulthood”.

If that is what people mean when they use the word “adult”, then I’m glad and fuckin’ ecstatic to be constantly called childish, hot-headed, stubborn and immature; mad, crazy and all whatever other terms, that people who don’t express even a smidget of self-knowledge or self-love tend throw around, whenever they are confronted with things that expose their own mediocrity and misery to themselves. They are afraid of their own power, of responsibility and the beauty that they, themselves, also have within them; but have forgotten about it.

They are afraid, terrified to confront their shadow and everything they’ve come to loathe about themselves. So long as one is unwilling to face one’s self, one shall remain stagnant or degrade into forgetfulness of who they actually are.

Through facing ourselves, with all the good and bad elements of our own persona, ego, psyche, conscience, consciousness and everything else, both esoteric and exoteric, through we express ourselves in life and beyond life, we remember more and express more of who we are, both as individual beings and infinite, unlimited being.

How can you tell if someone is genuinely alive? In all aspects of at least their individuality or character? Look beyond the words, and see their essential behaviour towards both themselves, and everyone around them. What their approach to spirituality, philosophy and psychology is. I’m not talking about the superficial aspects of maybe helping out a neighbour every now and again, or some superficial displays of something resembling kindness, but which may or may not be born from actual care. I’m talking about deep and profound, as well as clear and holistic aspects of consciousness and conscience. Congruence and harmony between what someone feels, thinks, says and does, etcetera.

If your personality is inconsistent, your views and ideas changing at the drop of a hat, whenever your in one mood or the other; or if they fluctuate based on whether you feel threatened or safe, comfortable or uncomfortable, in sickness or health, poverty or wealth… if the “core” of who you say you are changes by what mood or so-called “external” situation you believe you’re experiencing, then you’re not fully alive and you don’t know yourself.

If you believe the world is so “rosey and sweet” when happy, but then switch to saying it’s a “piece of shit” if you experience anger, sadness and all that, then you’re just letting your mood be the arbiter of your judgement.

There is both good and evil in the world, as well as within ourselves. We are to acknowledge both, without being swayed by bias and mood – which have a purpose for being there, but their function is not as elements of judgement and decision making. Spirit, soul, intuition, intelligence, philosophy, curiosity and all this other beautiful stuff is what’s to be the aspects through which we make our decisions. Well, I mean, I/we as soul and spirit always make our decisions anyway, but I mean integrating that knowledge, awareness and comprehension on the level of our in-story characters, as well.

And, here’s another thing. If someone lashes out at you for telling them that life is beautiful, that slavery is bullshit and that freedom, self-love and self-respect, principles and so on are good, and that we are to create positive change within ourselves and that we are meant to live life consciously, and always be ourselves no matter what, expressing the breadth and beauty of who we are… if people lash out at you for that, that’s just a testament of how they are wallowing in their own misery, and how addicted they are to their own despair.

“A life of misery and slavery is not worth living. Be yourself and express freedom, no matter what anyone says, and no matter who does or doesn’t like it!”

“Pfft, that’s so puerile; very immature of you.”

NO!!! It is ONE OF THE MOST GENUINELY MATURE approaches to life! If you want to cry in a corner, pretending that “you’re livin’ it”, while trying to deceive or manipulate others to get down to the same level of mental and emotional desperation that you are, that is not only puerile and weak, but downright evil and pathetic. It is self-loathing and self-degrading, so no wonder someone with that type of mentality would have that kind of behaviour towards others. Because that’s what they do towards themselves.

Those of us who love and respect ourselves, who are confident and joyous about ourselves, about life and about everything, we always tend to have similar behaviours towards others, as well. Why? Because the so-called “inner world” creates the so-called “outer world”. In other words, how we feel and think of, as well as behave towards ourselves, we tend to reflect in our attitude and approach towards others.

That is also what children do. Look at how pure, innocent and joyful a child’s attitude is. How they have that beautiful glee, that fire in their eyes that says “I want to know! I want to learn! I want to grow! I am myself!”

Compared to most adults, children are so much more resilient and curious. Who else but children and people (or/and other entities) who are young at heart, do you know to genuinely enjoy life? To know for the sake of knowing? To grow for the sake of growing? To have no ulterior motive, other than being who and what they genuinely are and being persistent about it?

When children learn to walk, what do they do if they fall? They immediately get up and try again. What do they do then they see something that sparks their interest? They reach out their hand and grab it. What do they do when they see something fun or beautiful? They laugh whole-heartedly, one of the most beautiful of sounds and the most honest of feelings.

Who else but a child, would hug you so lovingly and honestly? Who else would be there with you, for the sake of being there with you? And who else would give you so much trouble, that you’re always looking to improve yourself for the sake of doing so? All while constantly learning and growing, on their own.

That is what being a child means. This world is, at this time, still filled with too many infantile “adults” who confuse their puerile apathy with “maturity”. Fuck that shit!

Maturity, genuine maturity is about nurturing the inner child, the flame of passion and curiosity, our remembrance of who we are as spirit and consciousness, and to that intuition, then add intelligence and actual reasoning.

You see, the mind is the comprehender. However, in order to comprehend, you first need to know.With a stunted connection to the heart, the mind is left with needing to “figure stuff out”. Why does it need to figure things out? Because it doesn’t know. The whole point of “figuring stuff out” is to eventually know. When you’re done “figuring it out” by just mentally associating with stuff you believe you already “know”, and you instead start to actually knowing, then you are more equipped to comprehend.

You see, knowing is of the heart (I’m not talking “emotions” or “reflexive association via repetitious experiences”, but rather about remembering ourselves spiritually and consciously, beyond the veil of our incarnate personas, etcetera). When the mind is disconnected from the heart, it just slooowly drags itself to where the heart already is, and even that is when there is at least some semblance of intuition, empathy and drive.

When the mind is in harmony with the heart, then the mind has all the knowing it needs to properly function as the comprehender. The mind is the reader and interpreter, the heart is the breadth and flow of knowledge, and spirit and soul are the writers and the consciousness.

However, even that distinction doesn’t hold up, when we are in harmony with ourselves. That’s because, while they might seem like separate things, they are all expressions of ourselves as infinite and unlimited spirit, consciousness and potential. Qualities between them are always shared, and the point is to blend them seamlessly and express ourselves honestly, with courage, persistence and determination.

This is what being child-like and young at heart genuinely means. Those of us who are young at heart, are genuinely mature, in any and every conscious sense of the word. We always go with our hearts and our conscience, and we bring our minds and our wits with us, as well.

Can we be wrong about whatever? Of course. However, through our child-like honesty, we acknowledge that “hey, we done fucked up, yo” when we did, but with a smile on our faces. We can laugh about our mistakes and the obstacles we’ve chosen to experience, and that makes it all the easier to overcome them. Once we make the choice to grow, then we use maturity for what it’s supposed to be, steppin’ in and saying “Okay, now that I’ve chosen to grow and evolve, how do I improve myself? How do I better go about doing what I want to do?” Through being ourselves in every way, we actually and consciously choose to become better than we were before.

Can we be right? Fuck yes! Obviously. Through our child-like curiosity and inner knowing, we always ask ourselves all sorts of questions, pondering things and seeing how we feel and think about them, about ourselves and whatever else. We can appreciate ourselves and be confident in who we are, on every level and beyond the very notion of “levels”. Through our maturity, we know how to be strong and independent, how to be vigilant and aware of both the good and the bad, as well as how to better express the inner child and discern things on our own.

Always being ourselves, always questioning, knowing and comprehending… everythingness and beyond… among other things…

Never obey, never rule. Never surrender, never impose. Never follow, never command.

Never serve, never be served. Never pray, never be prayed to. Never worship, never be worshipped. Never submit, never dominate.

Never a slave, never a master. Never give up, never give in.

Never fear and never be feared.

Instead…

Always proud, strong and defiant. Playful, teasing and mysterious. Conscious, confident and fearless.

Always brave, not letting fear influence our actions.

Always courageous, overcoming fear.

Always fearless, having risen above fear.

Nobody and nothing has a higher claim over our lives than we do.

There can be no “chosen ones”. Only we can save ourselves, and only we are responsible for doing so.

Freedom is never given. Freedom is never taken.

I/we are all and always free and freedom, imagination, will and intent… infinity, unlimitedness and veyond… among other things…

What we choose to manifest is always a choice; and the choice is always ours to make.

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