Desires

Life is ill because it is polluted with the imaginations of the society that they have created for surviving. Your reality is a betrayed reality. The values are acquired. There is little that is innate, that is nature. Your God is either the intellect that organises the world or the emotions that receive the world through the five senses. You understand and feel the world through the material relationship with it; what you think and feel is biologic and/or sociologic.

But natural feelings generate and express themselves in bodies, on bodies only secondary. Their contents can only be perceived, if oneself is contained or if one integrate the contents in oneself. Every relationship and therefore all feelings caused by it lie in the external world; it constructs barriers, produces dependencies, is compensating, fastens up; is a crutch.

In the external world everybody is a monad and they can apparently overcome this state only by relationships, communication and social ties.

All this does not exist in a spiritual unity:

If the other one is in me and I am in him, if subject and object cease, I feel the happiness and frustration of the other one because it is ours. I than live many lives within other bodies, feel the pain and the well-being that overcome and fulfil them.

It is a world without "and" and "or", a within understanding and feeling of the world itself. How does one reach this state?

By realising the instinctive, social and educational crusts; scraping them off until one penetrates one's creative natural identity.

Conscience, intellect, sensual feelings produce the personality, the artificial identity, but the instrument too, to understand and integrate the essence and the existence.

You, who are you? What is the sense of your life? And what are you doing with your life?

First of all you are a biological creature that needs nourishment from your environment to survive, that needs protection and warmth to mature.

Biological you aren't autonomous, you depend upon the external circumstances and influences of the beings that surround you and that satisfy your essential needs. Your survival systems that have developed in millions of years will do anything to make the external sources accessible and make them resources to you. You adapt yourself: What is demanded from you, you try to fulfil.

A consciousness of the world, caused by your biological further development, emerges in you and you discover its diversity and the diversity of the objects which are able to satisfy your needs. The idea of the possible - to wish - is born within yourself; fed, chosen and pointed to certain objects of your surroundings.

Your world is created of wishes. But wishes are the reality that pleases us. Wishes are sown in the personality by the world around us; they are real or imagined substantial lacks to survive.

Surviving claims nourishment, a safe accommodation for the body, an antagonistic part for procreation that is defined by biological itching, and the assurance that all these necessary implements are daily present to satisfy the vital needs. Thereupon society is build.

Nowadays our wishes don't seem to be ordinary, but they are; they have changed quantity and quality but they can't convert the contents.

Your conscious establishes in you the competence of decision; objects attract or disgust you. Between you and your surroundings, incongruity and conflicts rise. You yield to the demands of the surroundings to conserve your biological self. Your wishes become fantasies with the necessity to be realised. But they get occupied and covered by reality.

One day you walk out of this domination. You are able to determinate yourself and you certainly have nothing else more important to do than to realise your wishes. But their fulfilment has become impossible or unsatisfactory due to their quantity, contents and quality they don't fit into materialistic possibilities. Again you are in conflict.

Yearnings, fears of loss, envy and jealousy, frustration and aggression, depression and destruction become the content of your life. A circle from which death can, could, will release you graciously.

It is disregarded that your wishes weren't your own but only alternations to that what you have been forced to; so only objects of biologic conservation, too, in a different implementation. Finally an extraneous-determination of your identity.

But that what is your creative nature wants to materialise and fulfil itself.

Release it; let it find its way, its space, and its air. Don't try to control it. Your conscious, your personality only can admire it.

Love, trust, comprehension you don't express, you live them.

Life, your life has no divine aim. You are an idea that embodies. Only you and nobody and nothing else but you can give sense to your life: to live and fulfil what you are.

To alienate oneself, to let oneself be demanded is for he, who vegetates, who doesn't understand, who exists but not is.