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  The fundamental mistake of education is that it promotes individuality. Yet the individual sense of existence needs to disappear for one to have access to true, timeless knowledge. When identification with our individual existence is dropped, it is realised that real knowledge is none other than universal existence which acts and unfolds knowledge, as necessary. Thus, there cannot be true knowledge if one continues to regard himself as a separate, individual entity or expects others to share knowledge acquired under any singular identity. The big problem also is that morality is subjective. What I would call moral necessity, conservatives would call socialism. I don’t think it is moral to allow people to use vast wealth to manipulate, mislead and control electors. The U.S. Supreme Court says money and guns have freedom of speech so elected representatives listen to the money get the money to remain elected or have the money spent for their opponent and attacks on them. Imagine a ...

 The most important lesson you will ever learn from studying philosophy is that you live in a lie, you live in a cave where the lie is holy. The cave is associated with living in society, and a society, in order to be peaceful, needs to cultivate lies, or fundamental falsehoods. Ultimately, peace is achieved through lie, whilst truth gives birth to war, just because the lie is taken as truth, and defended violently. All states, all countries and cities are build on these fundamental lies. It is the lie, not the truth, that brings people together, building societies. Awakening to this fact of the lie, to a cavernous existence, is the destiny of the philosopher. The philosopher is the first to discover this fact of the human condition: that of being shackled in the cave.  And this is why the philosopher becomes an enemy to the society he lives in. In the Gorgias, Socrates says that he, and only he, is involved in true politics. That's because he only says the truth, the deadly t...

  “In my short time on this planet, I have known great sorrow, plunged into the depths of oceanic despair, been thrown so deeply into my loneliness that I thought I would never return. I have tasted the ecstatic joys of meditation, the fierce intimacy of love, the savage pains of heartbreak, the excitement of unexpected success and the blows of sudden failure. There were times when I thought I’d never make it, times when my dreams had been shattered so thoroughly I couldn’t imagine how life could ever go on. Yet it went on, and sometimes I found humility within the devastation, and out of the ashes of imagined futures often grew new and present joys, and no experience was ever wasted. I have come to trust life completely, trust even the times when I forget how to trust at all, trust that life doesn’t always go according to plan, because there is no plan, only life, and even the times of great uncertainty hold supreme intelligence, and sometimes you have to fall to stand more fearle...

  We should keep fighting for our aims.  We will surely fall and rise up multiple times, but the focal point is that we must not give up.  You have survived everything you have been through, and you will survive this too. Stay for the person you will become. You are more than a bad day, or week, or month, or year, or even a decade. You are a future of multifarious possibility. You are another self at a point in future time looking back in gratitude that this lost and former you held on. Stay. ~Matt Haig  (Book: The Comfort Book)

 *******     I live in a room that doesn't exceed more than 3 metres. It is always obscure and even the lump light is almost dark and turns off by force. The room architecture is so messy . You feel like it was a very small garden with no views was turned into a room and exploited as a renting. It has a small window on the top right wall that has a view on the corridor, and the corridor has the kitchen which also has another tiny window almost in the ceiling and another in the shower that  doesn't  exceed two metres. You can truly feel suffocating imprisonment where you can only sleep In dark, day and night, and you can't see the sun only once you step out to the street. All of this could be handled anyhow. But, in summer we suffer greatly from all types of insects and reptiles where you feel like into a four months war with such monsters, add to to the heat that burns our brains out and boils our blood from within. But the most shocking part is that this ...

  One Million Ways. There are one million ways to change the world. Build a sanctuary for broken things. Or people. Or creatures that fly. Or slither. Or swim. Or crawl. Be a safe place. A sounding board. A listening ear. A shoulder to cry on. Show them all the gold that is gleaming through their cracks. Then let them see your own slivers too. Take the stars and bundle them up into your pockets, so that on those days where they need it the most, you can pull them out like patio lanterns and light up the sky. Fireworks. Firesides. Fireflies. Be music to those who have never heard words that sound like galaxies awakening ... Like souls quaking. Like love breaking every barrier. Every definition. And every possibility.   Above all, if you really want to change the world, be willing to look inside the deepest chambers of your own, small heart. That is, after all, where the wonder begins.

  I had a bouquet of purple roses on my table, and day after day I enjoyed them, smiling when I would see them. They brought me joy. All but one finally died, so I put it in a small vase to keep it going. I placed it on my windowsill and every time I looked at it, I felt a bit of sweet sadness… It made me think of how much I am missing people that have died. After about a week, the rose dried up, but kept its shape and even its color. It stayed beautiful despite it all. So, I took it out of the vase and put it on my “shelf of special things” so I could continue to look at it. It does not remind me of death, decay, or negativity… in fact, just the opposite, it reminds me of strength, resilience, and beauty.  We may ache inside, we may struggle, there might be days where we do not have the strength to do anything… But… we can get through it, we are stronger than we give ourselves credit… And WOW! So resilient, right??? We still really, really miss them… but even though there is ...