we know thoughts and feelings are invisible as is consciousness... yet, one is as real as the other. life taught me sheer illusion is a living thing a possibility turned real by ones own persistent imagination.
We say 'I am' because we know we are as well as when our bananas become too old and brown to eat.
trapped in consciousness understanding what it is... escape awareness bars of entrapment going outside gliding with wings looking back to what appears.
because we think we are, does that mean this is us? can we say we are owners of us? we may claim this conscious being we have assumed to be us is us. but, we know we did not create our own consciousness or imagination don't we? and, where did our consciousness originate, how was … Continue reading is this really us?
we believe what we see but there is more we don't where ones intuition must be trusted illuminating like soft glowing moonlight what lies in wait beyond the next darkened bend.
In my anguish, I cried out to God because alcohol, cigarettes, fame, riches and women brought no enduring peace of mind and happiness. and, then a voice as if from heaven talked down to me very softly yet firmly... 'be a wise man'. and, I looked up to the sky asking 'how so'? the voice … Continue reading the voice said…
I look around and see what you've made, but I don't see you, so I call you God, the invisible.
It is too risky getting our heads bashed in when we know what's right speaking contrary language outnumbered by angry Hippocrates. therefore, in our silence we must stand firm to our beliefs in resistance to them, because fortunately a majority still exists in which we have lifetime membership.
'that one is tepid in his approach to life having no feeling one way or another is a stunt to ones own self-growth. one must somehow muster the wherewithal to fearlessly yet proudly play his own song of life for the world to hear standing firm no matter the acceptance nor rejection thereof...'
"I think, therefore I am" ~ René Descartes "I think, therefore I am conscious of that I am. But, how do we know we are real? We didn't create our own awareness or imagination. Everything still could be an illusion created by God himself. We can only assume consciousness is us. Where is its location? … Continue reading me and my friend René Descartes had a little talk…