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No matter how much you think you know someone, you can never be sure. That goes with any and every situation in life, as Socrates said, “The only true wisdom consists in knowing that you know nothing.” This statement is the foundation of all modern thought. Socrates believed that all human thought and activity should be directed toward the enhancement of the human condition.



Problems always arise when you assume you know someone. The human consciousness is all encompassing and universal; all humans are in essence the same person. Confusion comes when you believe that you are different from everyone else. As John Donne had quipped “No man is an island.” He meant that all people are connected through the awareness of consciousness. It is important to keep an open mind and think for yourself.



Once you are skeptical of an issue, you are essentially ruling out the possibility that issue could be true. In my past I was skeptical of these issues: destiny, fate, ghosts, astrology, tarot cards, palm readings, etc. Now having experienced almost all of these things I know that it is all true. There are metaphysical forces unseen and beyond our control that makes the universe an intricate and woven tapestry of cosmic proportions. Things happen for a reason if you don’t let your free will destroy it all. If you choose not to believe in something, you are selling yourself short. When you believe because you’ve experienced it, you know that is an absolute truth and will grow from it.



All art comes from the same instincts, your desire to prove that you exist, and your desire to express yourself. Artists are creators and in a figurative sense, a god. All religions taken symbolically are all the same. Once you realize that words and life are both entirely symbolic, you learn to only take things at face value. Matter is a perfect meeting of form and function; aesthetics is how things appear to your senses. The three major religions, Judaism, Hinduism, and Buddhism all accomplish the same thing, making people aware of their own consciousness and freedom of spirit. They all teach about one person who is charitable and wholesome, but have different lifestyles. If you realize that the concept of God is really a symbol of one’s self, it makes life extremely grand and self-evident. Whether a god exists or not is not up for us to decide, the problem with Christianity is they consider the bible as law.



What happened is that people read a book that was completely symbolic and took it literally. The forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden represents knowledge, or anything outlawed, namely, illicit drugs. Psychoactive substances have always been around, and have always given people the knowledge of a different perspective of life. These sacraments can give great life affirming experiences if used responsibly and in moderation. A person with the right knowledge is very dangerous to the establishment. It is possible to be too smart for one’s own good, I have experienced this firsthand, in government structures and even my own friends.



A friend is someone who will not tell you how to live or what to do. A true friend will take you for who you are and not judge you by your actions; in fact, a true friend would want to be a part of anything that you do. A friend will not tell you how to feel and will let you do anything you want to without passing judgment. A true friend is someone who will let you be who you are and will be happy for you when you’re doing your own thing and going your own way. Friends grow apart by nature, it happens to everyone; a true friend won’t judge you when you haven’t been around each other for a while. Sometimes friends have to sacrifice the time they could spend chilling for taking care of personal matters.



As much as I thought my friends were open-minded and non-judgmental, I realize that they aren’t so open-minded and do judge me for my every action. I know most of my companions will be there if I need it; the sad part my circle of friends are awesome, great people but they either cannot fathom my ideas, or choose to ignore them. For a long time I acted dumb and didn’t really say what I meant, now that I do speak my mind, my friends are not willing to discuss my thoughts and ideas. That is what makes me driven and dedicated to my every word. I see the hypocrisy and contradictions of people’s words from their actions.



Most people have grown attached to their egos and put on an act of self-image. You cannot hide your primal, native being. Eventually people will catch on to your act. Humans create their own persona and think no one will notice, as Syd Barrett said, “You shouldn’t try to be what you can’t be.” It is even more than that; you simply cannot be who you can’t be. A leopard never changes its spots.



The more I assumed that I knew my friends, the more I am surprised of their thoughts and actions. I am now aware that I am indeed on a higher astral plane of consciousness and being. I do not wish to separate from my friends, but I feel it is happening on its own accord. The test of time is taking its toll. I do love each and every one of my friends, I must be and am ready to leave them behind sometime. I have to go my own way, just as everyone must.



I have found an atmosphere that I thrive upon, my ideas are accepted and discussed, my voice is listened to. It’s a crying shame that my friends don’t appreciate my mind as much as a roomful of strangers do. I’m shocked that I can relate to a perfect stranger better that people I have known for years; it really has put a lot of things into perspective. I have started hanging with one of my closest friends who I’ve never really chilled with before, and it’s been one of the best decisions of my life.

I’m Only A Stranger At Home
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Home is where the heart is, and my heart is on the bus. I am starting to feel very satisfied and complete. I do feel as though I am controlled by destiny and fate; I have never believed in any of that, but since I hit the scene, the circumstances of my recent situations seem to be much more than coincidence. My wisdom is both a blessing and a curse. My ideas can set people free, or get me put away. My thoughts did land me into a psychiatric ward. I had to pay lip-service to get out; I had to tell them exactly what they wanted to hear before I got released.



This has been bothering me for years. I was never quite sure if people were taking my ideas seriously. It’s hard to tell whether people disagree with my thoughts, or just can’t understand them. Whenever I try to start an intelligent conversation, no one embraces the opportunity to have a deep fulfilling philosophical discussion. It makes me very sad when I realize that I am much more interested in the mysterious, mystical nature of our existence than the bulk of my friends.



I do not blame them for anything, I just feel like I can’t relate to them anymore. This upsets me but I know that I cannot help it. I’ve found that I relate so much more to some friends that I haven’t spent so much time with. These friends are always very interested in what I have to say, and they remember it. They even call me out when I am breaking one of my own beliefs.



It is obvious to me that I am so much deeper than most people, as I am on another plane. It’s not their fault that they can’t see things the way I do, it is the social brainwashing from the government and media. I am also aware that it is my writing that sets me apart from my friends.



I write to get my thoughts recorded on paper so I don’t have to think about it anymore; this keeps my mind clear to have more thoughts to ponder and record later. By writing, I am creating my own world of my beliefs and ideas. My writings are all I believe in; if I never started writing, I would be much more ignorant and conceited. I realized that by writing I am shedding my ego and coming to be in touch with my essence. I have forged a huge creative outlet by putting words on paper.

I’ve Had Too Much To Dream
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"To be is to do." -- Sartre
"To do is to be." -- Kant
"Do be, do be, do." -- Sinatra

 

I've heard that one, IDDQD, OVER.

 

LizardKing,

While there are points of your essay I'd disagree with, a vast majority of it I think, holds true within the core values of my beliefs. One thing I relate to more than any other, and that is being on a separate plane of existence from many, many of the people I encounter and interact with.

Along those lines, the other portion I particularly agree with is that "problems arise when you think you know someone". I believe that know one has the ability to breach the fundamental gap between their own concious mind and the mind of another concious being. And some of the biggest problems in our society begin when someone decides that they KNOW the way someone else would think,

great essay man, it will make people really THINK for a moment

-V

 

"IDDQD"? Sorry, we went to different elementary schools. This doesn't translate.

I could give you my personal theory of the universe, but I'm not drunk enough. See William Burrough's book, "Naked Lunch", for a complete explanation of the universe and what to do when your alarm goes off at 6:30 AM Monday morning.

 

It seems like you think you are different and beyond everyone else, which is very contradictory to the fact that everyone think is different but it's an irony, and as you quotate, no man is an island. plus I am not sure if you noticed or not but you spent too much time criticizing your friends' way of thinking or acting, whom by the way don't seem to be really your friends, and you expressed kind of anger, but you really did't captivate the reader with nothing interesting, at the begining yeah probably but then you where referring to things that didn't seem to be true, as the fact that you write, and you love to discuss the mystical nature of our existence, but to me you didn't really talk about anything that interesting..!

 

We're all hipocrytes.

 

The big question is why did the censors think 'I'm a complete moron who wants to bore you with the banalities of my mind' was such an offensive title?

 

You might enjoy life more if you removed the stick from your ass. Just a suggestion...

 

Well, Lizard King and Heywood are getting down for some serious mud wrestling. I find this very entertaining, about on the level of two copulating dogs that get stuck together and will have to wait for an ice water shower to free them.

As Lizard King states, he enjoys being listened to. Heywood will enjoy being listened to as well, when it finally happens...

 

I don't see anything wrong with criticizing the guy... he really does come off like a pretentious twat and if I was coming off that way I'd like to know.

 

People disagree just enough to have a conversation. Discuss.