First Contact

I remember in talking to my friends in middle school, fantasizing about becoming rich and what our dream house would look like, and driving a Lamborghini etc. It seems silly to me looking back, but why should my dream future have looked any different? It is the American Dream and well I am an American (de los Estados Unidos). Somewhere in my person I doubted this dream, but wasn't "success" the purpose of life? Is it possible happiness didn't look like this?...




Existential strife followed. Luckily for me I made First Contact and talked to someone else who doubted the same dream. And a breath finally came as my life found new purpose. There is more to be found on this man-forsaken planet than being "successful" in the eyes of the social demon. The questions remains, what should I do now? And if not in excess money, where will freedom be found?

Great book that confronts this dilemma: Hope for the Flowers by trina paulus

The Disconnection

Once upon a time we thought of ourselves as part of the earth. Now we think the earth is ours. We used to feel the soil beneath our feet, now we drive cars. It is hard to deny this connection has been lost as we exploit the mother who gave us birth. While the current global situation is exemplary of this disconnection it is only a symptom of much deeper turmoil: that which exists within. Our disconnection with the earth translates into a disconnection between that voice in our heads and the human being which (although we try) is undeniably connected to the world around us. Luckily enough for us we are still a part of the earth and have the full capability to realize this connection (or so I am told). To me this is the modern human experience; self-inflicted confinement to our heads with an easily misinterpreted desire to rejoin the mother that gave us birth. And how will we find Freedom?

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Books That Contributed to this Idea: Touching Enlightenment with the Body by Reginald Ray
The Food of the Gods by Terrence McKenna