” Live passionately, even if it kills you, because something is going to kill you anyway.” — Webb Chiles, Sailor
In 1992, a shipping container fell overboard on its way from China to the United States, releasing 29.000 rubber ducks into the Pacific Ocean. Ten months later, the first of these rubber ducks washed ashore on the Alaskan Coast. Since then, these ducks have been found in Hawaii, South America, Australia, and traveling slowly inside the Arctic ice. But 2000 of the ducks were caught up in the North Pacific Gyre, a vortex of currents moving between Japan, Alaska, the Pacific Northwest and the Aleutian Islands. Items that get caught in the gyre usually stay in the gyre, doomed to travel the same path, forever circulating the same waters. But not always. Their paths can be altered by a change in the weather, a storm at sea, a chance encounter with a pod of whales. 20 years after the rubber ducks were lost at sea, they are still arriving on the beaches around the world, and the number of the ducks in the gyre has decreased, which means it’s possible to break free. Even after years of circling the same waters, it’s possible to find the way to shore.
“The day is coming when I fly off, but who is it now in my ear who hears my voice? Who says words with my mouth? Who looks out with my eyes? What is the soul? I cannot stop asking. If I could taste one sip of an answer, I could break out of this prison for drunks. I didn’t come here of my own accord, and I can’t leave that way. Whoever brought me here, will have to take me home.”
Calvin Coolidge was the 30th President of the US. In biology and psychology, a phenomenon that occurs in mammalian species and humans – animals among other animals, not celestial beings than likely in sleeping stories for children, – was named at the inspiration of a student The Coolidge Effect! The story of this phenomenon could be related to a visit by the president and the first lady to an experimental farm. The President and Mrs. Coolidge were shown (separately) around an experimental government farm. When [Mrs. Coolidge] came to the chicken yard she noticed that a rooster was mating very often. She asked the attendant how often that happened and was told, “Dozens of times every day.” Mrs. Coolidge said, “Tell that to the President when he comes by.” Upon being told, the President asked, “Same hen every time?” The answer was, “Oh, no, Mr. President, a different hen every time.” President: “Tell that to Mrs. Coolidge.” When males (and to a lesser extent females) come in contact with new sexually receptive females, they show (spontaneously) sexual interest in them. Maybe you did not understand. It means that somewhere on the lower levels of the libido system, there is an excitation. Yes, indeed, this has something to do with you too! Especially if you are a male. I know, you can pretend that you do not know, that you are not interested, that you have not noticed, that she (he) is in another movie….:) What you do next, when it comes to the situation, depends to some extent on you, but also on the context, and other hidden variables. It probably depends a bit on the erotic borders negotiated with your partner? Oh, but what I dare to suggest ?!;) It’s not the case to make a philosophy of sex on account of this (that’s not the point!). Just sometimes you can account for it, without judging your partner for sexual interest, manifested sometimes (or often🙊🙈🙉 ),depends on opportunities, in other directions. I know, I know,… depends on the measure of manifestation, or how far it comes to it, … with the manifestation, of course, (what are you thinking?). But it also has to do with your tolerance,… and to a small or larger extent, with the boundaries of the relationship, agreed upon. But you do not have to believe me. …no! You can still do what you already know to do. To blame your partner for his own nature, which is about the same thing as upsetting you in the cloudy weather because it broke your vacation ))))
One day an elephant saw a hummingbird lying on its back with its tiny feet up in the air. “What are you doing?” asked the elephant. The hummingbird replied, “I heard that the sky might fall today, and so I am ready to help hold it up, should it fall.” The elephant laughed cruelly. “Do you really think,” he said, “that those tiny feet could help hold up the sky?” The hummingbird kept his feet up in the air, intent on his purpose as he replied, “Not alone. But each must do what he can. And this is what I can do.”~ Chinese Parable Life means living. It’s not a thing, it’s a process. There is no other way of reaching life than living, being alive, following the course, flowing with it. If you try to find the meaning of life in a dogma, a philosophy, a theology, it is the perfect way to miss the encounter with life and its meaning. Life is not waiting anywhere, your life is happening to you. It is not in the future as a goal to touch, but is here and now, at this very moment – in your respiration, in the circulation of blood, in the beating of your heart. It is a sin only when you do not enjoy life!
Follow your dreams! It seems to me romantic, the urge in the title. Unfortunately, it has become a kind of mantra, so widespread through the market of self-help and personal development, especially when the mantra is complemented by the utopia that: “the world will go aside, if you know where you are going” or that: “The universe is your accomplice,” or “the universe conspires to what you really want.” It happens frequently that the world (or some people), it against you and the obstacles, abound in a complex social world such as the one we live it. To be clear to us, the dream is what it does, … who? Yes, the dreamer… And the dream is like antonym, … at what? Yes to reality, to waking, since the dream happens in sleep or reverie. If you are awake, it means you do not dream, or that what you dream (that is, images and words) are regarded as what they are and not as instructions/rules for what to do! It’s a colossal difference! A life of meaning (s) does not have much to do with the dream, and it is the hell of a difficult one because it employs us fully. We are fully responsible, (minus only, the circumstances of life, or the” Lucky Strike” factor.:)) If I were to follow my dreams, literally, I would get tied in the straitjacket. 🙂 I refuse to remember what I dream of overnight or in an after-dinner reverie. You would not want to know… I have serious reasons to stay calm and make sure dreams are dreams, not prescriptions or instructions for my actions (or even worse, to sell them to others). What I wish for you too, although,… depends entirely on you!
The “Gordian Knot” or “Gordius’s knot” is “the symbol of a confusion for which conventional means are insufficient.” (DEX)” Gordius, the Frigian plowman, was named king in his country. As a gratitude, he worshiped the “carriage” with which he had arrived in the Great Phrygia, to the god Jupiter, and exposed it to the Acropolis of Gordium. He binds the yoke to the drawbar, after that he makes an “unopened knot”, waiting to see if prophecy will be accomplished: That man who will succeed in undoing the knot will conquer Asia. Alexander the Great, arrives in Phrygia and wants to untie the knot. He quickly realizes he will not be able to untie it, except by cutting with his sword. He will motivate his choice: “It does not matter how this knot unfolds!” Alexander’s solution to the problem led to the saying, “cutting the Gordian knot,” which means solving a complicated problem through bold action. So if there is a Gordian Knot in your life, and conventional methods no longer help, you’re stuck in a situation, you have just one solution: Cut it!… and then carry on…, life is too short and there are no guarantees!
Europeans once thought all swans were white. “White” was part of how they defined “swan.” Then black swans were discovered, and the definition changed forever.
Almost everything in social life is produced by rare but consequential shocks and jumps. All the while, almost everything studied about social life focuses on the “normal,” particularly with “bell curve” methods of inference that tell you close to nothing. Why? Because the bell curve ignores large deviations, cannot handle them, and yet makes us confident that we have tamed uncertainty. (The Great Intellectual Fraud) Living on our planet, today, requiers a lot more imagination that we are made to have. We lack imagination and repress it in others. We like stories, we like to summarize, and we like to simplify, to reduce the dimension of matters. The fallacy is associated with our vulnerability to over-interpretation and our predilection for compact stories over raw truths. We, members of the human variety of primates, have a hunger for rules because we need to reduce the dimension of matters so they can get into our heads. Or, rather sadly, so we can squeeze them into our heads. Unlike art, the purpose of science is to get to the truth, and not to give you a feeling of organisation, or make you feel better. Unfortunately, we tend to use knowledge as therapy. We live in the antechamber of hope, having the illusion of control over the world and reality. We focus on preselected segments of the seen and generalize it to be the unseen, having the error of confirmation. As much as it is ingrained in our habits and conventional wisdom, confirmation can be a dangerous error. All this philosophy of induction, all these problems about knowledge, all these wild opportunites and scary possible losses, falls in front of the following metaphysical consideration. We are quick to forget that just being alive is an extraordinary piece of good luck, a remote event, and a chance occurrence of monstrous proportions. Imagine a speck of dust next to a planet a billion times the size of the earth. The speck of dust represents the odds in favor your being born. The huge planet would be the odds against it. So, stop sweating the small stuff! Don’t be like the ingrate who got a castle as a present, and worried about the mildew in the bathroom, stop looking the gift horse in the mouth! Remember: you are not a horse you are a black swan, a very rare and remarkable event! Nobody knows anything!
(A small analysis of Nassim Nicholas Taleb -The Black Swan)
Love not a half lover, nor befriend a half friend Indulge not in the work of the half-talented Live not a half life, nor die a half death Choose not a half solution, nor stand in the middle of a truth Dream not a half dream, nor cling to a half hope If you choose to be silent, be silent to the end And if you choose to speak, speak to the end Let not your silence speak for you, nor your speech silence you If you agree, express your agreement, do not feign your acceptance A half life is a life you have not lived, a word you have not said, a smile you have not expressed, A love you have not felt, and a friendship you have not known A half life makes you a stranger to intimates, and your intimates strangers A half life is what you reach but never attain and where you strive but never succeed It is where you are both absent and present It is where you are not yourself, for you have never known yourself And thus whom you love is not your true soul mate A half life is where you are present in different places at the same time A half drink does not satisfy your thirst, nor a half meal your hunger A half path leads you nowhere, and a half thought yields no result A half life is a moment of weakness, but you are not weak, for you are not a half person You are a person! You exist to live a full life, not a half life.
There’s a Japanese phrase known as ” mono no aware.” which very roughly translates as “the bittersweet poignancy of things,” or the pathos or “ahmess” of things. It’s a valuable awareness of impermanence, both a kind of gentle, transient sadness as things pass in life, but also a softly lingering sadness about the impermanence of all reality. ” Mono no aware” can be manifest in lots of life stories and moments. One example in Japanese culture is the celebration of the cherry blossom. The cherry blossom in and of itself is no more impressive than an apple or an orange tree, but what sets is apart is its brevity. Cherry blossom falls within a single week-can be whisked away on the gentlest breeze- and it’s this that makes it more beautiful. It’s utterly fragile, and fragility gives life its poignancy. (Vu Dung- painting)
A portion of disillusion lives in each of us, in every man or woman we love, in every relationship we are involved in or that we wanted. But there is also a dose of hope, effort, and love. The truth is that everything we are and everything that surrounds us is well-dosed. None of us is ready to love and lose oneself entirely, as no one can forget until his/her last memory or provide everything. Things happen dosed, gradually, they undergo a rigorous frame time. Today we try to build and tomorrow we destroy. Today we can love someone and tomorrow we consider him/her our enemy. Today we are ourselves and tomorrow someone else, because nothing is infinite in us. Beyond emotions, beyond love and even beyond the loved ones, there are limits. Some limits we set up ourselves and some we experiment with involuntary. But the ultimate truth is: It does not matter for whom we have set up these limits. It only matters for whom we are willing to overtake them.
“Too many people spend money they have not earned to buy things they do not want, to impress people they do not like.”
Nothing truer, because the most beautiful things are not associated with money, are the memories and beautiful moments associated with loved ones, with friends, with people you have met willingly or randomly and they surprised you, like no one else has ever done! Choose to be happy, and be!
Free will is built with every choice, with every sustained decision that will determine your evolution.
Surprise yourself! The only real routine is the routine of being yourself! This is the only real, exasperating, routine. The rest are just excuses! Real boredom is, to get bored of yourself!
Happiness is not the consequence of gaining something that we do not have, but it is a recognition and appreciation of what we have.
In a way, happiness is a form of courage – the courage to get out of the social flock impressed by dissatisfaction and to spread smiles and enthusiasm. We are all in the same story, but some of us are staring at the stars. 🙂