Posts in Thoughts
Always expect pleasant surprises from yourself, wherever you go.
If failure unexpectedly comes your way, do everything to ignore it, or if that's not possible, convince yourself and everyone else around you that it's just a fluke and will soon pass. After all, any failure is a sure sign that an awesome success is just around the corner!...
On a glorious summer day, I was driving, lost in thoughts about my own complexes, clearly intending to sort them out. I've noticed more than once that as soon as I wish for something and relax, continuing to live as I always have, magically everything comes true.
Many of us perceive happiness differently. Perhaps those who find the simplest forms of satisfaction - money, fame, power - conclude their search. Unfortunately, if humans didn't evolve, I could say, "Thank God!" But eventually, the sources of illusionary happiness acquired by such people will reveal their deceptive nature to others and cease to provide pleasure, and the illusion will collapse.
Love is openness. When the heart is open, there are no defenses, you are laid bare… Such openness implies total trust in the world. And in my life, I've never had problems with such openness.
If we accept as an axiom that the surrounding reality is a product of consciousness and perception — and that the conscious (aware) part is unconditional — then for anything to fully become "real," it must first be perceived (recognized).
You wander through the world, touching other people. Sometimes it hurts. Sometimes it's hot. Sometimes it's cold. Sometimes it's warm and gentle. Sometimes it even seems forever. But time passes, and you're on the move again.
We know for certain that the world judges us by the "ripples" on the surface and never dives deep enough to reach the bottom where...
They still wouldn’t believe it!...
The person who walks towards themselves and does everything to be true to themselves is worthy of respect by definition. It's not an easy path - the path to oneself. And it's not always grateful. A person grows only until they reach a certain spiritual purity and SINCERITY, it's very difficult for them to socialize - to fit in with this world.
We live by the clock.
The alarm rings at 7. All my clocks are set ahead. I don’t like being late, but I can never seem to be on time. So, I set different clocks to different times ahead. And I try to catch up. Usually, I manage, but sometimes I miss the mark and arrive early. But I always have a book with me.
9:00. I have a meeting. Give me a piece of Osho, and I’ll fill this waiting period with invaluable information. 11:00, I’m at work. Monitoring. The Simoron forum. The friend feed. I want everything, and I want it now. 12:00. Time to eat. Better now. Yakitoria. 6 cucumber rolls, 6 California rolls without my favorite flying fish roe, a cold red tea. 12:40. Back to the office, monitoring. Today, I found 7 articles. They’ll go into the European monitoring. Damn it, how do you translate "sublegal act of the Communications Law”? Multitran is down today.
14:56. Wow! I won’t make it to send the monitoring to London! I realized at the last minute. Managed to do it. 15:25. Alex Harris from BM-London entered all my articles. So, I didn’t make a mistake in choosing them. Sometimes, he misses one or two, which means they weren’t important. 16:00, midday. Something to eat, otherwise, by the end of the workday, I’ll feel it under my ribs. Tea with sugar substitute. Hibiscus. Is that okay, dear?
Simoron forum, friend feed, conversations with the press, mail, corporate newspaper “SAN Interbrew”. 17:45. What, already?! 15 minutes to go home. I don’t want to get up. At 17:56, I get up and go to dress. At 18:05, I start the car.
The clocks in the car are also set ahead. I get confused when I synchronize the time. If at 9:45 by the car’s clock I’m not at work, it means I’m late.
19:45 on the clock. Danik is waiting for meat.
Keys. Clothes – on the bed. Meat – for the cat. The cat’s pot. Computer. Internet. Simoron forum. Friend feed. 20:58. Anya leaves ICQ. She looked at the clock, saw the hands pointing to nearly nine in the evening, and told herself, "It’s time." Time to go home.
If it weren’t for the clocks, she’d still be working. If it weren’t for the clocks, I’d be sitting in the cinema. If it weren’t for the clocks, I wouldn’t wake up.
Clocks are humanity’s number one enemy. We need to remove all clocks, and then we’ll have TIME.
Time to LIVE…
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