Tor on Marathon

I call upon ye, the Dimensions I sense but cannot justify.
I call upon ye, you Guides that lead with unhearable voices.
I call for help !

I was warned not to go into the Naked Forrest,
the Fortress of Hell, the Home of Deciet, the Garden of Lies.
But I did. And now I suffer. For too long, now.

I lost the Faith I was brought up to believe in.
Now, I can’t settle Peace with myself for my own bad Judgement.
Nothing was taken from me but yet I have lost everything.

The Irrationality of Feelings is truly perplexing ! Make it stop !
Please, hidden Masters, show me the Path and I promise
not to enter the Naked Forrest again. Ever.

Whisper me the Map.
Hint me the Direction.
Let the White Light Shine in my Heart again.

Did you ever read Sartre’s Novel Nausea ? If not, please try !

Did you ever feel apauled by the tyranny the Others (remember again Sartre… “Hell… that is the Others !”)  ?

The Others conventions on Good and Bad. The Others teachings of Corporate Bullshit and the God of Profit ? The Others Garden Fascism of manic Housecleaning and the Persuit of Boredom of looking nice. The Others mainstream Orbituaries… ‘straight’ and all the same. Hell for sure !

Can we break out of such Walls or are we institutionalized by our own habits, beliefs and disbeliefs to such a degree that Prison is the proper word of our State of maintaining our Personal Status Quo of non-Action and no-Change. Are we even inclined to ? Do we have the courage and strenght to hold on to our Personal Values and the Hope of a good Future Life ? 

Or are we just Prisoners ?

Me … I’ll cut my Chance on Hope … just like Tim Robbins in the Shawshank Redemption.

Hope is a good thing !
 

Ah… ok, I might have to elaborate a little on my previous Post.

Do not get me wrong: I DO believe in Love !!!

Just, I believe that the kind of romantic Love that we are brought up with by Novels, Movies, Music (the Media) is passé. That kind of Love was part of the 1800’s, of Schumann and Goethe etc. … an is has no place in the Modern Society. The conditions for that kind of lifetime illusions are gone !

Rather, Love these days is focused around our personal activities… near family, friends, interests, favorite places and habits. Here, Love DO EXÌST and is – or at least can be – very strong ! Take running for example… would I as a runner give up running for a partner if I had to ? Never ! My interest for Music ? Never ! And so on….

So back to the Man and Woman thingy… ok, well, perhaps Love do exist here as well… at least for periods of time. Falling in Love is quite another thing… but that is not Love but rather Sex Chemistry hammering away in our venes, pure dope that is !

And THAT I like 😉 

Im beginning to think or realize that the concept of ‘Love’ between Man and Woman is just crap.

Rather, it is an extension of Sex, simply.

Alternatively, an extension from puberty into manhood, an escape from anxiety and self short-commings, a childhood’s nest-like continuation of feeling Safe. It has more to do with your own neurologic constitution rather than the real qualities of your partner. The *Love* might be outspoken… but words are not feelings and neither truly exist by their own… they are given life *by you* … and only in YOUR INTERPRETATION converted into your feelings. Change the interpretation, the feelings change. See ? 

So… no, I do not believe in Love between Man and Woman. Sex ? Yes. Shelter ? Yes. Anxiety ? Yes. Convenience ? Yes. Habits ? Yes ! Love ? NO !

Quite another thing is the Love for your off-spring. This is the true kind of Love that exists ! This is the Love overcoming all obstacles, this is the Love not to be questioned. Ever ! The Love for your Children…. the strongest concept in th World… and smartly picked up by the Christian Church (and many others), right ? The basis for the concept of Humanity as well. Just take a look at the Hoyt’s here…and see, if you can hold back the tears and disprove my thesis.

Yeah, strong stuff !

In conclusion: who (really) cares about partners ? They come and go during a lifetime and are mostly just good for either killing time (it is called “Sex”) or proviting you the needed Children. All this may sound sound bad to you, I know, but I think these are the bottom-line facts interpreted in the broad perspective. The perspective of a Lifetime.