In All Existence, In All Perfection

"The condition, state, or quality of being free or as free as possible from all flaws or defects."

Humans have desires, some people have goals and others have dreams. The higher you aim, the harder to claim.

Amongst these infinite desires, goals and dreams lies a common trait. Nature to our very souls.

It's a seemingly simple idea; that of happiness, and it ties closely with the concept of perfection.

Happiness comes to those who are in a perfect state.

Yet perfection is hailed as an ideal, not achievable.

A happy man will look into the mirror of Erised and see nothing but his own reflection.

If perfection is unachievable, then it makes sense happiness isn't either.

If you're waiting for me to tell you "but no! there is a way to achieve perfection" then i'm sorry to say there isn't one.

I mean, how do you achieve something that doesn't exactly exist? After all, that is perfection right? Something that doesn't exist. Something made up. A concept really.

If we were to give credibility to this concept then let us take a different approach in explaining it and add another factor.

On the premise that there is a God and he is all powerful, omnipresent and perfect.

We may debate his purpose, his reasons, his methods and the time of creation yet if God is perfect and has created us.

It stands to reason that we are perfect creations.

"God created us imperfect" you ask?

No.

Perfection cannot generate imperfection because it would be contradictory to the definition of perfection and this whole thing here up and down is a waste of time.

"War, hunger, poverty..." you ask?

Yes.

Perfect.

Everything is designed to fulfil its purpose perfectly by the perfect architect.

To what purpose is all this created? The purpose is our true happiness; Happiness of the indestructible soul. Not the mind, nor the body.

Everything has its purpose, and God being the perfect architect he is, has designed this world and all others for the sole purpose of our ultimate happiness.

Free of all possible flaws or defects, we are souls.

Inside perfect meat-suits to go about material life searching for happiness.

There is nothing to worry about, nothing at all. It's only a matter of time, until ultimate happiness will come.

There is no eternal damnation, only eternal salvation.

When we will finally be free of these suits forever.

EVERY.SINGLE.THING.IS.PERFECT

The saddest impossibility

Peculiar at first. The way the mind works. Designed such, that survival is top priority.
Growing, it absorbs even the smallest bits of information. And to that end with bits and bobs and other factors, the mind is made.
Not unchangeable but not so malleable either.

A mind made using all the information growing up to meet survival needs.
Survival includes resistance to certain atrocities like murder and torture. Not only from being victim to it but also doing the act itself and also from seeing it.
There are grades or levels of how much violence affects the mind, from peace-lovers who cry at the sight of blood to psychopaths who crave the sight of blood. Simply said, we are all victims and aggressors, to a certain degree, to physical and psychological violence.

The mind is a perfect survival tool, equipped to adapt to any environment whilst growing. So if violence is present in the minds' development stage and victim to it early on, the mind will develop a resistance against it. Now that same mind quite fully developed, will in future see violence of that same degree as something natural of this world. As is strongly suggested in psychopathic studies; having witnessed great violence in their childhood they have grown to adulthood seeking such violence to appease their broken minds somehow.

The point however is that to some degree everyone has psychopathic tendencies. This inevitably leads to one of the saddest truths in a very logical manner.
If there is already violence in the world, it cannot be kept abreast from new generations. Therefore violence will continue on like a chain, passed on from one age to the next.

A hypocrisy will follow where we know in theory such violence is horrendous and unnatural. Yet made natural by our minds designed to survive. We shall turn a blind eye to atrocities if it does not affect us directly so we may carry on our lives 'peacefully'.
Seeking to make the mind an isolated system, free of external influences. Yet that is not possible, and similar to the 2nd law of thermodynamics, the entropy of the universe cannot decrease. It can only increase and as a result things can be said to only get more disorganised or worse.
A world where violence is ignored or worse encouraged. It is a sad world indeed, and the saddest impossibility being it can only get worse with time.
World Peace?
An impossible dream...

As long as we seek peace with others it will at best slow down evil's progression.
What we truly need, is to seek peace within ourselves.
After all; only one can truly change oneself.

To become someone that can shrug off all violence and stop it spreading is to become someone full of compassion only.

Safe

There is a certain gait in a person's stride when their path is bound for home.

Our life is full of attachements that we form over time. The longer the connection, the stronger the attachement.
Home is such an attachement which many of us could not do without.
It is our connection back, to our roots and to our sphere of comfort. Where one would come back to for a lung full of quiet respite.

The journey back is a chance to review your life, the deeds done and the deeds missed. The quests conquered and the times laughed. The moments of stress and anguish; there to haunt you into a lesson learnt.
Although it is not the last journey one will make; it is a checkpoint in life, like an auto save where you can come back to in the future to find yourself. Hence our happy gaiting stride showing our joy to be home bound, overflowing smiles and tender thoughts.
You are home finally, grown up a little more and unmaimed.

You are safe, and that's all that matters

Infinite Desire

It starts small, a small desire which is quickly satisfied...and from there it grows. Bigger and bigger...each time satisfaction coming at greater effort or expense. Until at one point, we find ourselves with desires which cannot be satisfied. Simple desires to our minds, desires our minds have conditioned as 'simple' yet completely unattainable such as peace and unending happiness.
The identifiable danger here is that; 'life' as our minds have become accustomed to, has conditioned us to desire MORE.
Therefore without ends

We seek love, only to find it unreciprocated.
We seek peace, only to find our ears tuned to war.
We seek longevity, only to find life cut short by death.
We seek wealth, only to find ourselves dissatisfied by life.
We seek power, only to find ourselves in fear of losing control.
We seek recognition, only to find ourselves alone; without friends.
We seek happiness, only to find ourselves prone to pain and suffering.

The mind is an infinite source of desires, and our body an instrument to satisfy those desires

It is a never ending path that can be avoided by one way only

Seek not what is bad, for it will turn you bitter.
Seek not what is good, for it will turn you blind.

Seek not a thing and it will set you free...

The furious silence

It is in the loudness of life that we become comfortable in what we do and what we think, it is in the ongoing commotion of never ending actions and reactions that we lose sight of things. And even if we wanted to see things clearly, it would be like trying to hear a whisper in a night club.
We all become accustomed to certain routines, certain repetitive events such that our minds slowly lull us into a false sense of security, its the continual belief that everything will unfold accordingly; so far as our mind can predict the future to a reassuring degree. We fool ourselves into believing that certain things won't change, even if deep down we know it is not true..

This false belief keeps us going for a while, in our carefully planned lives, until we inevitably hit what can be one of the worse feelings one can feel in one's life; a sudden silence.

Its the kind of silence that leaves you stunned for a while, until the shock subsides;
Its a silence that allows us to focus, allows us to see clearly for a while, and all the commotion becomes just a blur and we suddenly know what is most important to us, and knowing that we will lose everything pains us.
There is nothing to do but to mull about the cause of silence, and to REMEMBER, aaah the memories, both cherished and hated, as they will forever be just memories...and none more shall be made...

This silence is felt like a wide gaping hole in your chest, as if a part of you were missing. And no matter how much you clutch at your chest, the hole won't get any smaller.
You can try to make some noise, to remove the instilled silence, but it won't work, it won't be the same, because that who has left, had their own sweet unique music that soothed you.
Now, things will never be the same, not with this furious silence.

The inevitability of death is only unconciously realised by everyday individuals. It is only really conciously realised when someone one knew well; loses voice, loses breathe, loses will...
When the music ends, and the ensuing silence pursues; it is sad beyond belief and you are at a loss...without hope, without guidance and prone to regret.

Death is something every individual faces in their life at one point or another. It seems to creep up on you and surprise you out of your everyday routine. Forces you to ponder on your own life and what would happen if those around you left this world. It is sadness and sorrow that dominates your apparant feelings but fear is also there. Fear because of the unkown, what foreseeable future you had calculated is all but torn and everything is different. The unkown bores fear into everyone and it is this that makes it so much harder for us to deal with death.

Death is sad. But it should not be entirely so, it should not eclipse our purpose. It should not overshadow our being. It is a natural part of our life and it must be accepted. We must understand however, that death is not the end, but another beginning. Just as well as a baby is born into this world, so does another person leave us. It is all but the same door. Only one entering and one exitting.

Death is hard to deal with when we are so attached to life. It is hard because we develop this attachement and make it so. It is hard because we choose it to be so. For it to make sense...we just have to let it all go, and realise that we are not the body, but the soul! That whoever has passed away has progressed only a step further towards being with God, and there can be nothing better than that =)

In the Absence of Time

Some songs are just meant to make your conscious thoughts die.

What is the meaning of meditation if not the elimination of unnecessary thoughts to focus solely on but one precise thought.

There are certain triggers, by way of beats and rhythms that make the mind calm like a bomb.

It will put you into a mode of clarity. In which you may embrace and appreciate what is known as the Present

We are often told that the past will only bring more pain and the future can bring anxiety.

It is important that we focus on the now, the present, the moment.
 

The amazing thing about doing that is that the moment is always changing, the constant change allows for no complacency on your part, you are active and focused, indifferent to past and future. But that moment can also be stopped...it can come to a standstill.

A standstill is a pause, it is a single fraction of a fraction of the smallest unit of time, it is unmeasurable and considered to be independent of time.

That standstill occurs when you transcend all thoughts that are unnecessary for that moment. It is a moment which you will later refer to as 'an amazing time'. That standstill is a loss of perception of time, as time is the eternal factor to everything in existence. To feel something without interference of time is to glimpse upon true happiness.

People do all kinds of things to have a glimpse, they will drink, they will smoke, they will pop, they will fuck, they will choke...all to lose the perception of time whilst keeping feelings alive.

Whilst those methods may bring certain results, they prove to be unhealthy in the long run. To constantly be peeping at what you crave yet always unable to achieve it is a constant agony. A suffering which will plague you forever throughout your many lives.

These glimpses are a far cry from the real thing, the real happiness that is offered in the standstill of time.
 
However in 'reality' a place cannot exist where there is no time.
 So yeah, we're pretty much fucked!
Inside reality that is! ;)

That's why we have heaven! A place not found in 'reality' where time does not exist and where we will forever be Happy!

Bit of a mind-fuck, yeah? But that's not all.

What if I told you that you really were in The Matrix? A world of lies and deceit? A world of illusion where time rules all?

Then the term 'reality' is not exactly what you think it is. The existence of heaven is not surreal anymore.

And the possibility of escape from this world of lies is not impossible...in fact it is very possible and the way to get out is not that complicated.

I have said it many times before and the answer is still the same...the answer lies in True Love :)

How does your prism look like?

Its crystal clear at first, gleaming in the sunlight and shining off with a confidence no one can fake. Its grows like a tree, starting small, but ending big and solid. There is a beauty in its naivety, that all us appreciate, that all of us, deep down, miss sorely. Its a sort of ignorance, a magical place where the stars shine every night and the moon lights up a quiet path for us to tread. It leads to a place of wonder, a marvelous and innocent gem of curiosity; with no flaw whatsoever...

At the same time, it is stupid, idiotic actually...a raw amalgamating knot of emotion; making you hope there is still faith left in humanity. The sheer dumbness of it makes you want to wave it aside, but its not as easy as you think it should be. It's not just a simple matter of putting it aside, there is more to it than that, an attachment, a memory, a feeling. It's like giving up spontaneity and marrying eternal routine and habit until death does you! We all wish to retain the little child inside us, to oppose change and growing up. We all want to be in Peter Pan's circle of friends; to keep the crystal from getting foggy and flawed. To gaze at the stars and moon endlessly without worry...

What many think, is that; there is no choice.There is no deciding when it comes to change, and they are right..Partly! We may not control change, we may not oppose it, but we can guide it. We can gulp it down like medicine or we can mix it up or we can even have some salt and lime with it! We may have to grow accustomed to a morning bright sky and the hot sun, but that doesn't mean we can't see the stars and moon anymore. That doesn't mean we can't take our shard of crystal out once in a while, wipe it clean and stare at it for a little while. Our stone does not need to change from clear crystal to black coal, it need not be so tough all over so it can resist the harsh rays of the sun. We can shape it into something else, something clear, yet hard and strong. Something that will let you gleam light in all its colours despite the sun, something that won't bog you down into boredom and dullness.

We can shape it however we want, and we want the best do we not?
So we'll shape it well, our future, our perception, our attitude towards life and our compassion for others.
The best thing ever; strong yet sensible...like a Diamond =)