RAINBOW WORDS
Violet
Confidence.
In the past, our
confidence was spurred on by an ego which had a need to be
proven right. That need has gone, and with it so has the
spurring. Many bright ideas pass by and dwindle into
darkness with no further attention. Why bother? Everything
we used to believe in now has no meaning, and we stand in
a void of empty loneliness. We cannot see the point in
most of the activities which most of the people
participate in. They are, if viewed from the point of view
of world control, indeed, on the most part, useless
eaters.
By the time we have come this far down
the path, we have thrown off the burdens imposed on us by
the dying society, and the society to come has not yet
formed. There are no guidelines. There is no dummy's guide
to where to go, where to stay, what to eat and what to
say. It is all happening right here right now, in front of
our very eyes, but we fail to notice it because we are
engrossed in our customary ways of passing the time
without actually having to think about very much at all.
Our mind works, but not on matters important to evolution,
or planetary existence, or the meaning of life. Only on
meaningless trivia which we convince ourselves is either
necessary or important, because we are afraid to crawl out
from under the protective shell provided by our helpful
governments.
Through all sorts of means, many of
us have been persuaded that we are supposed to work for
a living, so that is what we do. No other form of
existence ever enters our mind.
Paying taxes for things which we
never see is not seen as an unnecessary burden. Having
secrets kept from us is accepted as normal. Drinking
alcohol is not frowned upon. Mindless activities are
replacing mindful ones. The planet is devolving.
Most of life seems to be a distraction,
preventing us from getting where we are going, even
though we may not know where that is. It is only after
analysis of a 'typical-day-at-the-office' that we
realise that we actually devote more time to
interruptions than we do to getting on with what we
believe to be important. This causes us to be frustrated
with our own lack of performance, and results in many
depressed hours.
When presented in this way, we can soon see
that it is our approach to our activities which is
wrong, and not the activities themselves. If only we
could realise that what we do for ourselves is
unimportant, and what we do for others is important,
then we would realise that the interruptions are life.
Then, suddenly, with no change except inside our minds,
we discover that we have been spending most of our time
living, and only our attachment to some false idea like
working for a living is keeping us from spending all of
our time living. End of depression, end of fruitless
striving, end of stress, and welcome to the inimitable
smile.