Saturday, November 28, 2009

“There's no reality except the one contained within us. That's why so many people live an unreal life. They take images outside them for reality and never allow the world within them to assert itself.” - Hermann Hesse



I'm not quite sure how I feel at the moment.

Part of me is upset that my laptop has somehow contracted a virus and now I am being attacked by pop-ups. Part of me is inspired to start looking for a job. Part of me is feeling incredibly lazy. Part of me just got extremely angry because the virus that my laptop contracted won't let me open iTunes, and I have an intense need to listen to Nat King Cole and Miles Davis.

But back to the quote at the top. It reminds me of something that I've heard Jason Mraz mention several times. The most recent instance was a few days ago, and on that particular day he chose to believe that he was a child, new and open to the world.

Unfortunately, I am as unsure about what I believe myself to be as I am about my feelings at the moment. I guess I'll get back to you on that.

Friday, November 27, 2009

Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind

I guess this may be considered a day late, but I'd just like to use this post to write about what I'm thankful for.

1.
The Sublime Jingo in all its mystery
2. My friends
3. More specifically, Deb. I look back, even over the past few weeks, and I fail to understand how she puts up with me.
4. My family, no matter how duplicitous some of them may be.
5. Kati, for making my brother happy
6. My epic number of followers. Haha
7. People I don't know who have an indirect effect on my life.
8. Bob Dylan. I wish I could stress that more.
9. Falafel.
10. This fuzzy and incredibly comfy blanket that I'm currently wrapped in.
11. Lance Armstrong
12. Jason Mraz. His music, his inspiration
13. Rob Breszny/Free Will Astrology/Pronoia
14. MLIA
15. MLIG
16, Daniel Craig's James Bond sexiness
17. Random thought-provoking and inspiring blogs
18. George Lucas, for creating Star Wars
19. Vanilla scented items
20. My homemade tea
21. My record player
22. Selena Gomez

23. Pictionary
24. The Lakers, for making basketball interesting for me
25. Jack Kerouac, Neal Cassady, and Allen Ginsberg

There's so much more, but I don't want to make this obnoxiously long.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Let's put our heads together now, let's put all old matters to an end

I think one of the most important things a person can do is forgive.

To be magnanimous, means to be noble and generous in spirit. It is the greatness of mind, the elevation and dignity of soul.

When I hear or see this term, I feel as if there is no such thing as being too forgiving. But in saying this, I don't mean that you suddenly forget how someone may have wronged you. To forgive means to understand why a specific circumstance made you upset and/or angry, and then to understand why the other person did what they did. People assume that those who are supposedly "too forgiving" are just weak in character. But when I take into account the above definition of magnanimity and what it truly is to forgive, my idea is actually the opposite. To be able to understand another's perspective and use it to restore amity, I believe can truly strengthen one's character.

I actually didn't have intentions of referencing Buddhism in this post, but it obviously applies very well.

In Buddhism, to deny someone forgiveness can cause great chaos to your mental well-being.
"In contemplating the law of karma, we realize that it is not a matter of seeking revenge but of practicing metta and forgiveness, for the victimizer is, truly, the most unfortunate of all."

"If we haven’t forgiven, we keep creating an identity around our pain, and that is what is reborn. That is what suffers." - Ajahn Sumedho

And directly from the Dhammapada:
“He abused me, he struck me, he overcame me, he robbed me’ -- in those who harbor such thoughts hatred will never cease.”
“He abused me, he struck me, he overcame me, he robbed me’ -- in those who do not harbor such thoughts hatred will cease.”

I end this blog with a sincere love for every being in this ever-evolving universe.

Peace to the cosmos.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

This is a call of arms to live and love and sleep together.

One thing I've had on my mind lately - youth.

Specifically, my incredible need to find a youth to inspire. I don't have any younger siblings, nor do I have any nieces or nephews. I have one younger cousin, who lives across the country. I was never granted the opportunity to babysit, and in general I was never really around kids, excluding the ones I hung out with when I myself was younger. And now, I am dealing with a sort of withdrawal. I so desperately want a toddler/young child to hang out with. Call it a sort of Holden Caulfield complex, if you wish.

"Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around - nobody big, I mean - except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff - I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That's all I do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be." - The Catcher in the Rye, J.D. Salinger

I don't know. That's all I have to say.