woke up with a full brain

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fine dreams- none too obtrusive. Driving on rooves with friends... parked by a bridge over a river in the country...

then woke with a full brain

then checked facebook and found friends failing to give me due consideration- sad but part of the job

To know a thing that is seen as absurd... to be constantly attacked and defamed because of a grand delusion on humans in this particular time in history... is lonely. Undue resentment against the truth... or more, the messenger (me). Of course its hard- there is an addiction to a notion called 'choice' (an impossibility of ego being able to dictate the future- the reason why pride is a sin... the 'original' sin). And it is rampant- almost the entire human population of this planet (Earth, if you're reading this elsewhere) thinks there is a moment between the past and the future where a human ego can 'choose', not based on the experience that lead them to the moment but based on some magic that allows them to pick one future or another by whim.

And it is this belief that opens the door for the masking of the truth of the absurdities of fear and anger. When we believe people make choices we allow for a 'righteous' spite against bad 'choices'. Allows us to 'choose' to not think about the meaning of life because we don't have the time and that there are people who already have the job of figuring it out... which is funny because the people who have the job of figuring it out have established institutions that will fall when it is figured out, so they lie and do not fit their job description.

How is it so hard to believe that every living action in the 'now' is only what it is because of the history that led to it? If a choice has a reason it is not a choice.