So I was reading this weird book. It has some strange ideas, but some really interesting parts. And because I am so bored sitting here at work I am going to type one of these "cool" parts down. If you are thinking even for moment that you have no desire to read this, then ARG IN YOUR EYE. Read it anyway, I know where you sleep. (That was really intimidating wasn't it? No... at least humorous, you at least gotta give me that. You didn't even laugh? Not even a chuckle? You suck....)
Note: The time is 4:17 A-freakin-M, nuf sed
"Man is born alone and dies alone, but between these two points he lives in society, he lives with others. Aloneness is his basic reality; soceity is just accidental. And unless man can live alone, can he know his aloneness in its total depth, he cannot be acquainted with himself. All that happens in society is just outer; it is not you, it is just your relations with others. You remain unknown. From the outside you cannot be revealed.
But we live with others. Becasue of this, self-knowledge is completely forgotten. You know something about yourself, but indirectly - it is said to you by others. It is strange, absurd, that others should tell you about yourself. Whatsoever identity you carry is given to you by others; it is not real, it is just labeling. A name is given to you. That name is given as a label because it is difficult for society to be related to a nameless person. Not only is the name given, the very image that you think yourself to be is given by society: that you are good, that you are bad, that you are beautiful, that you are intelligent, that you are moral, a saint, or whatever. the image, the form, is also given by society, and you don't know what you are. Neither you name reveals anything, nor the image that society has given to you. You remain unknown to yourself.
This is the basic anxiety. You are there, but you are unknown to yourself. This lack of knowledge about oneself is the ignorance, and this ignorance cannot be destroyed by any knowledge which others can give to you. They can say to you that you are not this name, you are not this form, you are "soul eternal," but that too is given by others, that too is not immediate. Unless you come to yourslef directly, you will remain in ignorance - and ignorance creates anxiety. You are not only afraid of others, you are afraid of yourself - because you do not know who you are and what is hidden inside you. What is possible, what will erupt out of you the next moment, you don't know. You go on trembling and life becomes a deep anxiety. There are many problems which create anxiety , but those problems are secondary. If you penetrate deeply, then every problem will ultimately reveal the basic anxiety, the basic anguish, is that you are ignorant of yourself. - of the source from where you come, of the end to where you are moving, of the beaing who you are right now.
Hence every religion says to move into solitude, into aloness, so that you can for a time leave society and all that society has given to you, and face yourself directly.
I thought it was interesting anyway, and I had a durn gud thyme typing it. (Notice how I used thyme instead of time? You see they sound the same but they are really two different words. Time is what I meant but I said thyme, which is some wacky herb. They sound the same and you knew what I meant while you must of thought it was humorous at the same time that I did not say what I meant and the sentence really made no sense at all the way it is. So you had to atleast laugh at that one. No? I give up.....
Oh by the way, that passage was from Osho's book (you know Osho right?)
The Book of Secrets. Secrets are cool....
Tim, how am I gonna bear (grizzly bear (Mwa ha ha (you are laughing yes?))) playing Arcanum without your crazy bad medicine music? Anyway...
"You are drunk, and when you are drunk you forget that I am charge."
"So which way do we go?"
"THAT WAY!!!"