“There once came a time in my damaged life, I was influenced to make a choice. To sit in silence, far from home, and listen for that inner voice. The subtle whisper spoke to me, ‘it’s time to get out of the box. The cage you choose is an illusion grand, a reality paradox.” —JSM
Here we go.
One of those ramblings is coming up.
I’ll try my best… but, you know how it goes sometimes… no promises.
It very well could be one of those nights.
I’ve been told, one of my positive character traits is: I don’t try to sway, influence, or coerce anyone over to my way of thinking. I don’t roll like that, or at least I try my damnedest not to. I do enjoy listening, and responding in adult dialogue (even if they get heated sometimes), having chats about “belief” topics, but I dare not tread on the “beliefs” of others, or force my personal views and biased opinions (in whatever form that takes) down anyone’s throat. Not my place. Some conversations can be had… others should not be attempted.
My individual path has led to happiness, freedom of thought, and creative expression. That was my journey, and mine alone. What works for me, may not work for others. Individual results may vary.
I don’t have a message to proclaim to the masses. Most times, “You do you, and I’ll do me.” If I’m asked about what I “believe” or what my thoughts are… on… whatever, I’ll do my best to convey the answer, without sounded pompous or preachy, so middle ground can be established. If that middle ground can’t be found, I’ll have a tendency to move on to another conversation. Time is extremely important to me. I choose to utilize it the best I can.
If I had any real message, it would probably sound something like–“Project kindness, and, if you have a dream, make it come true. In the pursuance of that dream, do no harm, and always remain kind.”
I have my deep, meaningful, esoteric, spiritual, alternate thinking conversations with those closest to me… or with those select few who can align with my information processing methods.
My mind typically functions outside the “reality” box, and when deep conversations come into play, for others, it can take some getting used to.
Or… maybe not at all. Always bridges to cross. Many of my favorite conversations start with, “Jere, what do you think about…”
And my favorite replies have been, “huh… I never thought about that before.”
Then, I smile, and we have a chat. A super fun chat… fun for me at least.
I know everyone has their own individual journey to undertake. You do you. If you “believe” “this” or “that”… cool. Belief is fine. If you follow a specific path that works, fantastic. That’s all you. I hope you find what you’re looking for in life. It took me almost 40 years to find mine.
The “reality paradox” is an oversimplification of a personal world view. Anything outside the realm of simple, becomes convoluted, and messy; unnecessary. The projected reality, the black screen reality (believed by many to be alchemical in nature), provides illusions of choice, and varying degrees of complexity. I no longer engage in the projected illusions of choice. I make my own choices and arrive at my own conclusions. Life need not be complex.
When I stepped away and said, “enough is enough” I was able to find something meaningful to me, and my life. Something pure, honest, and more substantial than that which was presented. It was that one thing missing in my world. It made me a better father. A better husband. A better son. A better sibling. A better provider. More money conscious. More affectionate. More focused. Dedicated. A goal setter. A harder worker. A better employee. Kinder to others. And a slew of other things…
It’s too damn noisy out there.
Silence, within nature? All the better. Nature can’t lie. You will find nothing but blissful truth while spending quality time in nature. Give it a try sometime. You may be surprised by what you discover. I know I was surprised.
I had to let go of everything I once “believed” was the true essence of “me”. Only by making that leap, was I able to see what I needed to see, in order to effectively exist within this ever shifting paradigm. This reality of madness.
I had to be willing to voluntarily step outside my cage, and turn around to see that thing which was making me crazy. I had to experience life outside the box, at a distance. Only then did it all make sense.
Well… made sense to me. Individual results may vary.
I’m a meat and taters kind of guy. Just a Central Maine, small town fella, who’s always done what needs to be done. I don’t think of myself as anything special outside of my inner circle, but that one decision changed everything.
I sought out the comfort of pure silence.
Then, I burned the cage to the ground and never looked back.
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