Lifestyle Spirituality

Dissipation – Moderation – Safety – Exploration

Sensual desires are nothing in comparison with the psyche’s craving for permanence

 

It’s better to be dissipated then safe

 

Dissipation is futile and vain but

at least it’s a genuine try

Safety it is ever doomed because

there is no safety

there is no permanence

no escape from death

no escape from change

no self

nothing to hold on to

 

Dissipation merely disappoints, though largely

Safety kills

Safety prevents you from living

Safety prevents you from seeking the truth

 

Safety is far worse a drug then indulgence

It’s far more addictive

Habit is more powerful then desire

Your past is more powerful then your future

 

Most of you should overindulge in life

You are not beyond your desires — you’re simply cowards

 

You fail to explore

What is once an exploration of one’s carnal needs is later an exploration of one’s soul

You must explore and you must pursuit what is genuine to you

Whatever Buddha or Jesus or your guru says doesn’t matter because unless it’s genuine to you — it’s a lie

You must explore yourself and if that entails dissipation so be it

 

Repressed desires are the cancer

How can anything be true in your life if you’re not even true to yourself?

If you lie to yourself on the most fundamental level — how can you trust yourself with anything at all?

Whatever you repress is the poison of untruth, affecting your entire life

Your repressed desires will manifest in far more malign ways

 

If you for once try going ALL OUT on something you will invariably discover the emptiness of that pursuit

Ultimately — of all pursuits

Your soul will give you very fucking tangible feedback that you are getting nowhere

You can then still ignore it and find comfort in whatever routine you undertook, be it a routine of productivity and achievement, routine of dissipation and overindulgence, or a routine of laying on a couch before your fucking tv

But you can also transcend

Then move within

 

The ultimate dichotomy is not between the modesty and excess

The dichotomy is always between consciousness and unconsciousness

Conscious life or unconscious trance

Finally

Conscious exploration or unconscious falling