My life is, an emotional adventure, a sea of phases, a history that makes me undefinable.
All that we do may be related to a desire to be a little more loved, but if this is true, certainly by a preferred type of lover.
"No matter how strongly a thing may be believed, strength of belief is no criterion of truth."
Friedrich Nietzsche
Todo el mundo en su mundo, y todos estos mundos son mundos diferentes.
"My melancholy is the most faithful sweetheart I have had."
Søren Kierkegaard (via apoetreflects)
Todo el mundo quiere que todo el mundo sea como ellos.
Does one act in accordance to what one thinks one is? Does one think as one is? What is the true nature of oneself, nonexistent, relative?
A message from Anonymous
Quite Scientific. I am more of an artist myself, the world is a stage and everybody fulfills the role they accept or the role they take, a more "theatrical" philosophy. I've got to say I like individuals like you, that sterilize everything, dissect everything , tear everything apart. Now, you seem to understand a vast arrangement of mechanisms. Where has this taken you? To a vast expanse of freedom and happiness (on your terms) or do you feel further more restricted bottomless abyss of nothing?
Well happiness for me comes and goes, and I have certainly experienced extreme sadness and depression, but that is what life has given me. The philosophy and interpretations I have developed are rooted more from these times of emotional distress than any other times. If I were happy all of the time, I wouldn’t have known all I know about life. Maybe this knowledge serves me to keep going, nonetheless gives me a clearer view of how people are and how things may be.
I also think the world, as you say, is sort of an act, everyone with a different mask trying to satisfy a role in the time they have become conscious of their circumstance in the universe.
A message from Anonymous
How do you know your are not trapped in an illusion? Life indeed is such a broad spectrum of color, information and wonder. Your own mind could be blocking out information, how do you work against that? But I like this blog, I am certainly applauding in that you reach your goal... even if you are clinically depressed. There are certain walls that will never break, given by probability. If so, then everybody would be heroes ,there would be no janitors or garbagemen. The illusion of "success".
I won’t work against your argument because, I am for it. Our lives do not distance from illusion, error and ignorance (see human history). Our brains have a capacity only for a limited representation of reality, that is not reality itself but what is needed from it to survive, control and adapt to our environment. We sense this reality and when our brains interpret this reality, it becomes the anthropomorphic reality which is a type of representation of reality, but not reality itself. A bird or any other animal has another reality based on the specialization of its senses, and as well creates a representation of reality to well mediate the biological process; call it evolution, the will to power, enhancement of pleasure and avoidance of pain, or whatever hypothetical function you give it.
This is why truth and knowledge, like thoughts, emotions and reason don’t really exist apart from our human reality. For reality one must discard the nervous system, but this is impossible because we are our nervous system.
