There is a freedom from bullshit, fear, slavery, and foolishness. The world’s culture we are part of has many flawed values. This is because the world we live in is insecure, run by fear of death, poverty, sickness, inadequacy, and other things which either are inescapable or come because we run from them. Once we accept pain, accept that our things don’t make us, and that there is no real standard until we have created an arbitrary one, then we are free. Things will hurt. Someone will be better than us. Stuff doesn’t belong to anyone. Money is a dumb game that doesn’t matter. Popularity doesn’t bring happiness so stop making people other than yourself happy. Make yourself happy.
People live quiet lives of screaming desperation to fit into a mold that can’t physically exist and thus they run the wheels which keep hell turning. Never do we stop and look at our selves, our real fucking selves. The pain we run from is unavoidable and not that bad. The things we hope we aren’t is the investment of our energy from keeping ourselves from true happiness and freedom, and are never that bad a thing to be. The distractions we create are fleeting while that which we try to build will never be as great as liking ourselves in the current state. Hustle is a lie and as is staring at the past; split attention is crap effort and trying to make two of indivisible. The systems we uphold become falling jokes and new systems are created to fix them and then so on for so forth. The greatest plans of mice and men will fail as the meek inherit the Earth. In ambition and cockiness there is always flaw. Man is literally too stupid to not change their ideas. We are always a piece of a greater puzzle, never the designers.
A truly happy person has given to themselves what most men try to give to others; advice, safety, happiness, help. This world is exploding with people trying to serve others who cannot know what they want as well as they do. This is why there’s so much communication mayhem. We’re ignoring the best listener while trying to be a mediocre one for someone else. IN trying to give other’s what we need, an insecurity is not defended but manifested. The run from fear here is so great, it made an economy around itself and now defines a culture. Oneness is being OK and happy with yourself and then allowing that to be how you see and treat others. Until one accepts their own pains and moves the fuck on, because life is run by entropy not some rainbow glitter cumshot version of right and wrong golden ruling made up by people being nice because they were afraid of getting their ass kicked, this world will be rife with lies. There is contingency because a person can’t deal with the full story. If they could, they’d be reading it and not part of it.
You get to be whoever you want and feel how you want. This can’t happen when a person is lying to themselves, afraid, beating themselves up, working for a flawed system they don’t respect, and absolutely not when a person is afraid of pain. Let go of blame, accept pain, call out bullshit and seek what is true to you without begging for outside approval. They don’t sell fries with that. You have inherited the Earth, go explore home.
