Friday, September 23, 2011

I Think I'm a Troll Now

With more spare time on my hands lately I've spent some time on Omegle. Being able to chat with random strangers, ask them questions and answer theirs provides endless opportunities to mess with others in a consequence-free environment. This seems speak directly to many aspects of me as a person. The smart-ass in me really enjoys giving snide answers to honest questions and turning shameless internet sex talk into a ridiculous situation. The psychologist in me loves trying to come up with just the right phrasing for a question to elicit the reaction I'm looking for, experimental social psychology in purity. Thought I'd share some of the exchanges worth keeping, more later.





































Friday, September 16, 2011

Love

"What we actually are is the most humble of all humble things, that in which everything arises. That is the light itself. Nothing is more ordinary, common, everyday than that light; we have known nothing except that. Love is the discovery of myself (the light) in the other; the recognition of the Silence that I am in the other. That is love. Love cannot be given to anyone, you cannot get love; you can't make water wet, because water is wetness. Neither can anyone give you love, no one can receive love from you, you can only recognize love in yourself and you can recognize love in others.

The moment that it happens, there is naturally no other anymore, because you indeed recognize in other, in the most literal sense, notice well, in the most literal sense; yourself. I never speak to anyone except myself, and you never hear anyone except yourself. I cannot underline enough how literally true this is. Love is to recognize yourself in the other, in what you unjustly saw as 'an other' until that moment. But it is yourself that you see there because there is only one Self. There is only one light. There is only one love. The recognition of yourself in the other, of the Silence that you are in the other, of the light that you are in the other, that is what we call love.

It is not a question of giving, it is not a question of receiving, it is a question of recognition."

-Wolter Keers