The significant other. :.
( Friday, August 11, 2006 )
Eventually, if you keep this ideal for too long, you start a crusade. More and more often you could find yourself in one of those days, when you just know its better don't even look around.
You became a sort of despotic bully, always mad about the others… expecting every chance to give a punch in the brain to evryone who deserves it. You start to wish for a way to tear their vanities and their egos and their POP minds into pieces. To pulverize their intellectual pretensions. To integrate their disorganized and disintegrated psyches and, above all, to love them and also kick them to express your love for them.
At the end of the day, you look yourself in the mirror, and you think that another should do the same for you, that way probably, the world will be improved.
I was one of those crusaders, but also once upon a time, I wore diapers. And if I manage to evolve from that I can get over this phase as well.
In order to evolve, to grow up, I´ve started to meditate on this, to asks myself why I have never notice before that anyone who drives slower than you is an idiot, while anyone who drives faster than you is a maniac…
Something similar could be said regarding awareness: Ever notice that anyone who is less aware than you is ignorant and anyone who claims to be more aware than you is arrogant?
Lets face it… people across the world will never drive at the same speed at the same time. There are simply too many variables involved. And as a result, “idiots” and “maniacs” will inevitably join us along the way.
During my own quest for the Ningunismo, I have found that some amount of frustration in my life is not only beneficial to my quest, but also essential. These “undesirable” parts of my life are what literally compel me to move forward. And for me, some of the most powerful motivations come from people who do not share my worldview. Given this, why should I seek to change them and risk losing the power they bring into my life?
When you stop the aim to force, when you stop pushing the fucking card up the hill, in some mysterious way, you realise that the world takes care of itself in its own time.
This is the way things happen, we have to gain our own acces to heaven, not the MADE IN GURULAND bloody grumbly, jingling violet and purple Nirvana... but the chaotic, sexy Nirvana... one achieved by the constant pro evolutionary warfare tactics. Now I firmly believe that through the broad abyss of the cosmos and by the thin thread of science and magic we can understand what the dharma is all about... it's a route chart... like a process... like the process in a production line... production line being... on one end the creation... the creative consciousness... and the other end being the emancipated nirvanic human consciousness... it is a consciousness beyond the dualities of light and darkness... beyond all dualities, in a complete Ningunismo.