Tuesday, February 28, 2012

You Are Only Real Right Now.

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I was just reading a blog about "8 Simple Affirmations You Should Whisper to Yourself Daily" and the last one was about "being in the moment," which I have written about several times before, but this is different. The affirmation recommends living in the moment because the only time that is real, is this very moment. This got me thinking, it seems impossible to understand the fact that tomorrow and yesterday aren't real because the only thing you can experience is the moment you are living through. This is what I mean, tomorrow can not exist because you can not understand what tomorrow is without experiencing it. Then you can not experience it without it being now, and then not tomorrow. So when it becomes now, it is no longer tomorrow, but the moment at hand. So tomorrow never exists, the future does not exist.

Yesterday is harder, because I have memories of what it was. But memories are just interpretations of what occurred at a different place and time. That reality is no longer real either, because your subjective interpretation of it is just that, your own reality, not what really happened, but your thoughts about it. And you only have those thoughts in relation to what is actually occurring to you in this moment, not that one.

This helps for one main reason, it releases stress. The only thing you have control of is how you spend your time right now and how you choose to perceive. Once you master this, the rest should be easier to cope with.

Mystery.

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I just really love this. I wish I had a print out of this to hang in my bathroom next to a window, so every time I stepped out of the shower I could remember how beautiful things are outside and how many mysteries there were still to discover and think about. It would make me get dressed with more exuberance. 

Banana Man

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Where did you come from and how did they separate your physical body from mine? When did our molecules duplicate and become two separate entities? Because I am sure that you are me. I don't need to love you. I don't need you. But here I am, at your doorstep. You live in my head. All you are is already in my awareness and you make sense to me as naturally as my thoughts pass through my head. Do you make sense to anyone else? Not the way you do to me.

I can read your mind and I think your thoughts. Maybe before you even knew you thought them. What is this? Is it love, or projections? I am sure. I've always been sure with you. Because there's nothing to lose and everything to gain. 


There's nothing left to try to be. The box is gone.

Monday, February 27, 2012

9 Insights on Life

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This is taken directly from seetheperfection.com, I fell in love with it.



1. You are not your mind.

The first time I heard somebody say that, I didn’t like the sound of it one bit. What else could I be? I had taken for granted that the mental chatter in my head was the central “me” that all the experiences in my life were happening to.
I see quite clearly now that life is nothing but passing experiences, and my thoughts are just one more category of things I experience. Thoughts are no more fundamental than smells, sights and sounds. Like any experience, they arise in my awareness, they have a certain texture, and then they give way to something else.
If you can observe your thoughts just like you can observe other objects, who’s doing the observing? Don’t answer too quickly. This question, and its unspeakable answer, are at the centre of all the great religions and spiritual traditions.

2. Life unfolds only in moments.

Of course! I once called this the most important thing I ever learned. Nobody has ever experienced anything that wasn’t part of a single moment unfolding. That means life’s only challenge is dealing with the single moment you are having right now. Before I recognized this, I was constantly trying to solve my entire life — battling problems that weren’t actually happening. Anyone can summon the resolve to deal with a single, present moment, as long as they are truly aware that it’s their only point of contact with life, and therefore there is nothing else one can do that can possibly be useful. Nobody can deal with the past or future, because, both only exist as thoughts, in the present. But we can kill ourselves trying.

3. Quality of life is determined by how you deal with your moments, not which moments happen and which don’t.

I now consider this truth to be Happiness 101, but it’s amazing how tempting it still is to grasp at control of every circumstance to try to make sure I get exactly what I want. To encounter an undesirable situation and work with it willingly is the mark of a wise and happy person. Imagine getting a flat tire, falling ill at a bad time, or knocking something over and breaking it — and suffering nothing from it. There is nothing to fear if you agree with yourself to deal willingly with adversity whenever it does show up. That is how to make life better. The typical, low-leverage method is to hope that you eventually accumulate power over your circumstances so that you can get what you want more often. There’s an excellent line in a Modest Mouse song, celebrating this side-effect of wisdom: As life gets longer, awful feels softer.

4. Most of life is imaginary.

Human beings have a habit of compulsive thinking that is so pervasive that we lose sight of the fact that we are nearly always thinking. Most of what we interact with is not the world itself, but our beliefs about it, our expectations of it, and our personal interests in it. We have a very difficult time observing something without confusing it with the thoughts we have about it, and so the bulk of what we experience in life is imaginary things. As Mark Twain said: “I’ve been through some terrible things in my life, some of which actually happened.” The best treatment I’ve found? Cultivating mindfulness.

5. Human beings have evolved to suffer, and we are better at suffering than anything else.

Yikes. It doesn’t sound like a very liberating discovery. I used to believe that if I was suffering it meant that there was something wrong with me — that I was doing life “wrong.” Suffering is completely human and completely normal, and there is a very good reason for its existence. Life’s persistent background hum of “this isn’t quite okay, I need to improve this,” coupled with occasional intense flashes of horror and adrenaline are what kept human beings alive for millions of years. This urge to change or escape the present moment drives nearly all of our behaviour. It’s a simple and ruthless survival mechanism which works exceedingly well for keeping us alive, but it has a horrific side effect: human beings suffer greatly by their very nature. This, for me, redefined every one of life’s problems as some tendril of the human condition. As grim as it sounds, this insight is liberating because it means: 1) that suffering does not necessarily mean my life is going wrong, 2) that the ball is always in my court, so the degree to which I suffer is ultimately up to me, and 3) that all problems have the same cause and the same solution.

6. Emotions exist to make us biased.

This discovery was a complete 180 from my old understanding of emotions. I used to think my emotions were reliable indicators of the state of my life — of whether I’m on the right track or not. Your passing emotional states can’t be trusted for measuring your self-worth or your position in life, but they are great at teaching you what it is you can’t let go of. The trouble is that emotions make us both more biased and more forceful at the same time. Another survival mechanism with nasty side-effects.

7. All people operate from the same two motivations: to fulfil their desires and to escape their suffering.

Learning this allowed me to finally make sense of how people can hurt each other so badly. The best explanation I had before this was that some people are just bad. What a cop-out. No matter what kind of behaviour other people exhibit, they are acting in the most effective way they are capable of (at that moment) to fulfill a desire or to relieve their suffering. These are motives we can all understand; we only vary in method, and the methods each of us has at our disposal depend on our upbringing and our experiences in life, as well as our state of consciousness. Some methods are skilful and helpful to others, others are unskilful and destructive, and almost all destructive behaviour is unconscious. So there is no good and evil, only smart and dumb (or wise and foolish.) Understanding this completely shook my long-held notions of morality and justice.

8. Beliefs are nothing to be proud of.

Believing something is not an accomplishment. I grew up thinking that beliefs are something to be proud of, but they’re really nothing but opinions one refuses to reconsider. Beliefs are easy. The stronger your beliefs are, the less open you are to growth and wisdom, because “strength of belief” is only the intensity with which you resist questioning yourself. As soon as you are proud of a belief, as soon as you think it adds something to who you are, then you’ve made it a part of your ego. Listen to any “die-hard” conservative or liberal talk about their deepest beliefs and you are listening to somebody who will never hear what you say on any matter that matters to them — unless you believe the same. It is gratifying to speak forcefully, it is gratifying to be agreed with, and this high is what the die-hards are chasing. Wherever there is a belief, there is a closed door. Take on the beliefs that stand up to your most honest, humble scrutiny, and never be afraid to lose them.

9. Objectivity is subjective.

Life is a subjective experience and that cannot be escaped. Every experience I have comes through my own, personal, un-sharable viewpoint. There can be no peer reviews of my direct experience, no real corroboration. This has some major implications for how I live my life. The most immediate one is that I realize I must trust my own personal experience, because nobody else has this angle, and I only have this angle. Another is that I feel more wonder for the world around me, knowing that any “objective” understanding I claim to have of the world is built entirely from scratch, by me. What I do build depends on the books I’ve read, the people I’ve met, and the experiences I’ve had. It means I will never see the world quite like anyone else, which means I will never live in quite the same world as anyone else — and therefore I mustn’t let outside observers be the authority on who I am or what life is really like for me. Subjectivity is primary experience — it is real life, and objectivity is something each of us builds on top of it in our minds, privately, in order to explain it all. This truth has world-shattering implications for the roles of religion and science in the lives of those who grasp it.

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Belly of June - Horse Feathers

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Friday, February 24, 2012

New York City

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New York City is a living organism. It evolves. It devolves. It fluctuates as a living organism. So my relationship with New York City is as vitriolic as the relationship with myself and any other human being, which means that it changes every millisecond, that it's in constant fluctuation. This winter I really felt like we were getting a divorce. And I was certainly the loser of that divorce. I mean, there was anger. I was overwhelmed. I reemerged into my own naivete. I couldn't believe how angry the city was with me. And it seemed like a vindictive woman to be like no reason whatsoever, just by the pure rage of its own existence. Because the concrete had settled. Because the terra cotta had been meticulously carved. Because some of the buildings are higher than others; the anger, the inferiority that some of the shorter buildings feel, I felt. And I suddenly was not welcome on this island anymore. And the City and I have had a reemergence of some kind in the summer. Maybe because I was able to refuel my Cruise a little bit by working laboriously and crawling my way back onto the island. Because perhaps I paid proper respect. I don't know why the City was so angry with me during this winter. I'm just glad that it's not quite as angry with me right now. [Laughing] I don't want to speak too soon, for God's sake. I mean, like I said, the relationship seems to change as any human relationship would, and with any living thing.


- Speed Levitch

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Steve Aoki

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We ended up backstage at this guy's show last night at the Borgata. It was insane and we ended up really digging the music. I used to listen to a lot of this stuff in Europe, I think it's time for a revive. Happy days.

Saturday, February 18, 2012

Bon Iver at AIR Studios (4AD/Jagjaguwar Session)

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4AD and Jagjaguwar have collaborated on a live session that captures a truly unique Bon Iver performance, featuring Justin Vernon and Sean Carey. On recent tours fans will have become accustomed to seeing Vernon flanked by an eleven-piece band, with the swell in numbers lending a grandiose element to even his most delicate songs. Sidestepping expectations, the idea Vernon presented for this session was to provide a wildly different experience.


Thursday, February 16, 2012

Stop and Hear the Music.

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HE EMERGED FROM THE METRO AT THE L'ENFANT PLAZA STATION AND POSITIONED HIMSELF AGAINST A WALL BESIDE A TRASH BASKET. By most measures, he was nondescript: a youngish white man in jeans, a long-sleeved T-shirt and a Washington Nationals baseball cap. From a small case, he removed a violin. Placing the open case at his feet, he shrewdly threw in a few dollars and pocket change as seed money, swiveled it to face pedestrian traffic, and began to play.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Krause Springs

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One of my favorite places in Texas. Miss this.


Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Little Breath.

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After being screamed at by a 4 month old for half the day yesterday, I couldn't figure out HOW to make this child stop. She was completely adorable, but every time she saw me it was as if she realized her mom was gone and flipped out. We tried a lot of methods, I distracted her with noises and lights and her mom's picture which both worked for a bit, but what finally happened, was so beyond worth the tears, I can't even express. The little baby, after I walked around singing to her for almost an hour, finally, leaned forward, and fell asleep on my chest. It... was... amazing. This little tiny human, with her little tiny hands, and her little tiny breath, fell asleep on me for an hour, and it made the whole day better.

The little things. I love my life here.

Sunday, February 12, 2012

Oh, the Places You'll Go!

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by Dr. Seuss




Congratulations!
Today is your day.
You're off to Great Places!
You're off and away!

You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes
You can steer yourself
any direction you choose.
You're on your own. And you know what you know.
And YOU are the guy who'll decide where to go.

You'll look up and down streets. Look 'em over with care.
About some you will say, "I don't choose to go there."
With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet,
you're too smart to go down any not-so-good street.

And you may not find any
you'll want to go down.
In that case, of course,
you'll head straight out of town.

It's opener there
in the wide open air.

Out there things can happen
and frequently do
to people as brainy
and footsy as you.

And when things start to happen,
don't worry. Don't stew.
Just go right along.
You'll start happening too.

OH!
THE PLACES YOU'LL GO!


Rise and Shine

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I love waking up to kids playing outside.


Saturday, February 11, 2012

Early in the Morning

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In a constant state of excitement and extreme fatigue. I am so happy. I don't think I've ever been so happy.  New York makes me want to dance. And sing.

I also think this is beautiful background music:


Friday, February 10, 2012

Nanana.

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My Love I will never be without you. Because you are always within me. I see you in the sunrise and again in the sunset. I feel you in the dirt and in my favorite song. I see your eyes in water and hear you when there is not a sound. I go to grow and it is the fullness of life that you taught me to chase.

If we are right and you are I and I are thee, then touching my hand was really touching your very own. And I will see you soon. 

Thursday, February 9, 2012

Star-Crossed Lovers

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Two households, both alike in dignity,
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes

A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;
Whose misadventur'd piteous overthrows

Doth with their death bury their parents' strife.

Romeo & Juliet

The way they see the world.

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“The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because its only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on. If you can change the way people think. The way they see themselves. The way they see the world. You can change the way people live their lives. That’s the only lasting thing you can create.”

— Chuck Palahniuk

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Forever. 6 Months.

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I'll never forget the sunshine on my blanket. Or the horses standing on the hill. Laying with you under the stars among the grasses. Drunk off more than whiskey. I'll never forget my notebooks or the scribble that has filled them. Or the bike rides where I felt for the first time how wind blows through long hair. I'll never forget Saturdays and my father. Or Sundays and the absence and fullness of my mother. I'll never forget the nights. All those nights and all those kisses and each of your faces. I won't ever forget my little girls and rolling around and all the crayons and all the juiceboxes. I will not forget driving with the windows down to all the loud music.

I see them all. Each little moment. Each eternity. Like a different life now. A life that will never be again. And it's so god damn beautiful.

Here we come. I will always. I will always love you.

Noam Chomsky: Manufacturing Consent 2 of 9

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Prof. Noam Chomsky explains how the primary function of the mass media in the U.S. is to mobilize public support for the special interests that dominate the government and the private sector.


Monday, February 6, 2012

Hazelton

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Sunset Storm

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This stuff is amazing.

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Holy Cow

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I love this. I can't even describe how much I love this. If my soul spoke, this is what it would sing to you:

The Manhattan Project.

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This whole time I thought I had everything figured out. Between being mad to leave and spiteful of any kind of past. Any kind. Today, summer, four years ago. When. I. Was. Four. . .Whatever. It may be. But what the real answer was this whole time to inspire that drive, to inspire that spark; FOR TOMORROW. No FOR NOW. was. WAS: Dismissal. Well-wishing. Introspective and positive reflection. This is perfect. This is exactly the way it's supposed to be, and I wish you all well. Every single person that has ever walked in. And out. Of my life; I wish you well. I wish you happiness and beauty and forgiveness. And I am so glad I am standing here at this point. This point. This beautiful, all-encompassing. All that there is. Here. I am here. This fictitious future we all live in. Mind and soul. Is not real. Nor the past we dwell in. We are all that is. This is all that is. What moment are you having? Who are you? What are you carrying? And how can you let it go. How. Can you live? All that lays on your shoulders. I dismiss you. You shaped me. But I carry no burdens. All that is. Is. All that is not. Live elsewhere. But that does not exist here. All that you have here is what you see. Live here. Welcome home. We all die?

12,000 Year Old Structure

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This is really cool.

Dirty Sunrise

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A lot of the chicks in the beginning of this playlist have stole my heart. Drink some coffee to this at daybreak.

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Welcome.

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I know exactly what to do.
I know exactly what I'm doing.

I see where I am going and
the focus is
crystal
clear.
All the steps to get there are easy because:
I see the road
in front
of
my
face.

No chains.
Complete freedom to make the leap.
My own two feet are holding the weight of my body
with grace and:
I
am
sturdy.
I am strong.

The Earth is shaking underneath me,
but my balance is unwavering.

This chapter is OPEN.
We'll make sure to visit.

The Rest of my Life.

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Starts now. Goodbye to all that was.


 

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