Most people think that they are honest people. Some others know that they lie about this and that.
What they don’t know is that they live on the top of a huge iceberg of lies, delusions, pretenses, but they can only see the tip of the iceberg… unless.
This week was a line of demarcation for me, in more ways than one.
- As I wrote in my last blog post, I got suckered into making some stupid self-serving changes on my site. I was lucky, I caught it before it went totally dead.
- Finally, after 65 years, I learned why I don’t feel well, why certain foods effect me the way they do.I already had
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Telling the truth will set you free. The counter intuitive path to happiness
Some people won’t adhere to a diet that would make them healthy.
Stupidity? Yes, stupidity on a very deep selfish gene level.
It’s not that they don’t understand the price they are paying.
It’s that they make choices that the genes are making: not making waves, not bringing attention to themselves, not being different, fitting in is more important than being healthy, having energy, feeling good, calm, intelligent.
Almost everything “social” is gene directed. I say “almost” because I am humble. I don’t know any social that is NOT gene directed, but there could be, maybe.
So what do the genes want?
The genes want to survive, and they want to pass into a new generation.
Being liked, fitting in are
There is laziness and then there is lazy-ness. Is lazy learned helplessness?
This laziness thing came up again today.
During shopping. Is a fruit bowl worth the extra $3? It was 9.95, and it’s now 12.95… she says, and I have no idea how to answer. She has no idea what the weight of the fruit is, what the fruit would cost if you bought it and chopped it up yourself.
Just the question, out of context… is it worth it?
So what the heck is really this phenomenon: lazy, that is not lazy at all… but what is it really, if it is not actually lazy?
Download the pdf version of this article at the end of the articleThe problem with language, any language, is this: words don’t mean the
Live like a White Peacock… do things for the love of doing things…
I love reading. My favorite books tear down the proverbial curtain of the Wizard of Oz.
And my favorite activities… you could guess, are when I can tear down the curtain… and actually show the naked reality of things…
I find delight in it.
I used to be a dreamer, an escape artist, an avoider.
I saw reality so distasteful, myself so unattractive and unbecoming, that I went into daydreaming, and fantasizing, and imagery to find solace.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EY12_P2Es3g
I haven’t become more attractive, but I have stopped hoping that being attractive, or heroic, or good, or altruistic, or brilliant, or whatever would buy me something I’d actually want.