Category: Secret

Never before have I been more convinced and full of conviction against this digital prison. We created it, which means we can also create alternatives and a bridge to those alternatives. I will no longer capitalize the I in internet. Why? It doesn’t deserve to be a proper noun. Sure, it is an undeniable source of many things, but as a source, it is also endless, and because people are powerless to resist, it controls and manipulates lives in ways that were once unthinkable.

You may say, “It’s the way life is now,” but can that be said without considering the implications of a blind acceptance of technological momentum driven by money-hungry corporations, etc? Sure, maybe for some, but for all people? And I’m not talking about being scared of technology, I’m talking about knowing that it is important and even essential in our lives… moderately, that is. Yes, a balance is the most important, and considering so much is done via computer now, in many definite ways, we are slaves. There are so many ways to emancipate ourselves from all this stuff too. Everyone’s silent… waiting… waiting for what? While waiting for something outside to occur, nothing inside is possible. Just further enslavement. Where’s the limit? Where does it end?

Being off of TV now for over four years, maybe I’ve lost touch with reality as you know it, but I am in touch with a reality of my own, a new reality I am the sole architect of and acrobat in, where silence and solitude are the norm. I have a computer in my office, but none at home. I use my smartphone sparingly: mostly flashcard apps for learning things, jotting down notes, taking pictures of silly things and sending them to people and the occasional album. I also check my email with it, an email address from which I send messages to old friends only to hear nothing, from some people, ever.

I wouldn’t mention it here if it was just a few people, but it’s an epidemic. Maybe the messages are discarded mistakenly. Maybe they’re lost in the spam folder and then deleted. But, when I have people acknowledge that they got the message, how should I feel? When I get an email, I respond within a reasonable time frame. When I get a letter, I try to do the same.

Letters! What happened to them? I still mail them, though much less now, as seems to be the trend. How can we reverse these trends, seemingly turn back time to recapture something meaningful (not just when thought about with nostalgia), something lasting.

I reactivated my facebook today with the dual intent of getting some pictures from it and giving people shit for not responding via other media. Talking to a few people, I realized they have their own lives, and I’m satisfied in mine, so interfere? I don’t want a reply at this point anyway, just wanted them to feel ashamed that they didn’t respond because of wasting time on things that I consider meaningless because they impose limitations on interactions.

Don’t you understand, I’d rather boycott it than be a member, regardless of what fun and frivolity is to be had?

Blogs offer more, but they also require more, and are rarely filled with original perspectives, mostly idiosyncratic, selfish ones (mine included) and are thus a waste of time if the time spent reading them is not carefully monitored.

In conclusion (for now), what is this digital world? Devour your despair with distractions? Distractions, you mean unnecessary invasions of a life that is too short and too precious to be wasted here. So stop reading now. Please, I implore you. Get off the computer and go outside. Not to spend money, and even if it’s merely to wander for thirty minutes before you return here, at least you’ll have gotten some fresh air.


Do you ever feel like your feet, mind and eyes are constantly in motion and you’re still going nowhere?

Living the moment (and being unbelievably busy) helps us realize that so much is accomplished as long as we keeps to our goals. Layer them to create various subplots: existence is about loose ends so some things will remain forever unfinished, while others will not. Change what you do and even the times when you do them to see if it fits better or merely to spice up an otherwise unoriginal schedule.

Ruminate upon every moment of the average day and you’ll discover potential time stealers: internet, television, napping/sleeping, any unnecessary activities that don’t add to your immediate or future well-being. Important not to have too much boring down time: fill those seemingly meaningless moments with endeavors that will complete and fulfill you: passions and hobbies, whatever you like.

And, lastly, smile!

If only these feelings of Supreme Goodness could be bottled and stored, saved for distribution on a specialized schedule based on need—those days when you feel lowest, most in need of a substantial boost. Or consumed randomly… adding increasing goodness and well-being to the already overflowing mirth.

Unstoppable desire, unquenchable want…


Hunting and racing madden the heart.

Exotic goods ensnarl human lives.

Therefore the Sage

Takes care of the belly, not the eye

Chooses one, rejects the other.”

Thus balance in chaos, mystery within order. A deep that can be penetrated but not known. The seeker finds Nothing.

Are you looking for something so hard, something you believe you lack, something which will complete you? Stop your search. Instead, look within. The true secret is that you have everything inside; what you need and even what you do not. The secret’s secret is not to know or understand the secret, but to be.

After the becoming, you will witness the beauty and horror of all things—that the higher place you once wanted is within. You will inhabit a fragile plane, one that must be guarded vigilantly. Focus, rigidity, consistency are essential, yet freedom, playfulness and irrationality are as well. Higher realms exist within a paradox, and after the becoming, you will exhibit such paradoxical characteristics. It is a transitory state—one which may be extraordinarily difficult to maintain.

All things are the same. There is a difference only through perspective; nothing exists separately. Even words like other and another have no meaning. Everything is Nothing; Nothing is Everything. A neutral view allows harmony to blossom. The point of this higher plane, and perhaps the path to maintain it indefinitely, is to share. Others(!) must learn of what you are, but teaching and transferring the actuality remains a challenge.

After the becoming, you will not feel afraid of reverting, for reversion is not defeat—reversion is the same as all other things. Inhabiting this higher plane and experiencing the subsequent perception will be lost if you are selfish. It is a scary place to our typically human containers—because you embody all, you feel every extreme simultaneously. They are not continuous, though, as their strength and intensity wane.