:Wavetales

You see.
Either you go with it, totally, or then you don’t. If this form of reality applies to case at hand, it should apply also to other cases. So there we are then. It would be nice to choose only the good bits, but all bits are bits and only thing making them bits is our labelling mind.
This we all know.

Talking about power and authority and identity, and again Luke Rhinehart comes to my mind. I have to buy that book for myself. We use power structures, yes, we cling to our identity? Why, I think mainly because of safety. Relatively stabil places/surroundings/enviroment brings us safety. And without identity, who am I? In the book misten Rhinehart was so depressed and so bored that he was willing to discard the relative safety of social strucktures and behavious. However it’s evident from the book that most of the time he had one sign of safety with him… actually two: Faith and money. it’s easier to feel safe when you know you don’t have to worry about food, living etc. funny enough.

Ok, so then this new communicating, meeting human being, who is able to be open and meet other without fear (for it’s own safety) and thus without need of controlling or oppressing. So who is that, without identity? Can’t think so, because who is it then? who is meeting? Identity is not a bad thing (or is it) but if I get strung out by it… If I perceive me as in control and thus strive for it, to be me… but no, to seek control is to fear. But I fear I lose myself, that “me” is lost? That there’s no one? That’s why it’s so hard to enlighten because we fear it. well most of us do, like we fear death. End of me.
Life is, I don’t have to.
Life is, “I” don’t have to.
me is. Yes this is again just a play of words, words are always a play. Most of things are after all.
Play of god, who got so bored that divided itself into things, that are all god anyway. Everything is god. god is Everything.

I think have written this long ago here too. In the old testament (of the bible) god defines itself. I am the one who is. So look around you? All that is. you’ll see god.

Meeting people is easy.
So what I’m afraid of?
I’m afraid of so many things. Most of them can be divided to or derive from life/death, good/bad, right/wrong. But we know all of these are connected to the point of view. Why would I do wrong from my point of view? But when I truly realise that everything is the same, there is no my point of view. does this mean that there is so many wrongs that “to do” is paralyzed or that there is no (possible) wrong? I think the latter. Why possible? When you love yourself, you don’t brake it, what you love [you don't pen, to put in a cage is to put to an end] you don’t brake, when everything is god, (and who doesn’t love god) there is no possibility to choose wrong.
But of course there is.

So what are you afraid of?

Less I try, less I have to fear. There’s nothing to fear and yet I choose to waste my days [watching them change] worrying. So, choose again.

I was willing to choose her over and over again. Out of love or out of fear, sometimes I wasn’t sure. She was choosing me over and over again out of fear (my point of view). But fear uses, burns out, fades you away and finally it was no longer possible.

True love has no room for fear, and if it’s so, I’m not sure have I ever loved anyone fully. Because love doesn’t worry about loosing. There’s nothing to loose.

So I understand, but I can’t embody.

Sometimes, I notice that loosing myself are the moments of pure joy. Why fear?