So tired i could puke! Welcome to trivial land!


Today i just had this feeling of nausea or inertia over the internet with its social medias wich arent really social (duh) and its constant regurgitating state.

On the one hand we have the places like Facebook and i cant stand another second of people posting the trivial minutia of their lives today.

Places like Tumblr wich are really just people spitting out pretty pictures.

Both places…most if not all places on the web mainly made for people with a micro celebrity complex and no interest whatsoever in anyone else (yup, nobody reads your posts…..just like you couldnt care crap about theirs) and an attention span of three seconds.

The entitled generation spewing all over eachother.

I just had a sandwich, and now i´m gonna tell you eeeeeeeeeeverything about it.
XOXO *LOL* -Conan The Colossal-

 

Should you actually enter a discussion on anything that could possably be of any interest to anyone older than ten or air an opinion it is all mini trolling, oneupmanship and people with little or no actual existence trying to get the “satisfaction” of “winning” the discussion.

I just dont have the energy to post the same arguments over and over to people who think they are intellectuals who has “gotten it”.

Neither do i have the energy to do so for all the fanatics and fundamentalists out there.

I regard myself as a tolerant guy who can in every way stand people disagreeing with me but in the long run, Atheists trying to “save” people with a rigor i have only seen in the Jehovas Witnesses before, racists who hide behind some make belif “heritage”. Having them constantly rain down their gospels over me is just tiering.

“Hah! I am much more Hermeticerer than you!”
“No, i am the Hermeticerest of ém all. I have a personal letter written by the Archangel Ratziel proving it. He texted it to me last friday.!”
“AGREE WITH ME!!!”
“NO, AGREE WITH MEEEEE! I AM A REBEL!” I´VE GOT BRAND NEW ANCIENT STUFF!”

Once upon a time i too belived that the web was a place full of information and the free word.

A place where people could discuss the way grown ups do, with nothing to prove, everything to find and without some obligation to reach a consensus (usually the opinion of the loudest and least educated person).

In reality the internet is to a large part a toy.Nothing more.

Most information is there, but drowned under tons of crap, not that it matters, very few people have any interest anyway.

They are either shallow or pseudo intellectuals passing their pet theories as knowledge.

…..and again, the ones that arent usually have to be DUG up from underneath all the nothingness.

Tired!

Energy


I have writen in another place about keeping your inner feelings, plans, dreams and thoughts secret, lest people poop on them.

In short, what is most valuable to you, especially your dreams, should not be profaned by (however well meaning) naysayers and others.

One reason for why Magickal ceremonies and rituals are usually kept rather secret.

Their power would be diminished by telling “the world” about them.

Symbolized by the fact that spirituality, including Magick, Mysticism,Yoga and pure Religion (of a more than intellectual kind) belongs over the abyss on the Etz Chaii (Tree of Life).

That is Yechida, Chia and Neschamah (Kether,Chokmah and Bina).

In other word, hidden from the cosmos, or in this case the rational mind (Ruach).

I have begun to think about energy waste and distraction in my own life.

The more boring my life is, the more it gets posted on Facebook and similar places.

If my life was more interesting i might not WANT to reveal everything and even if i did, i would be too occupied experiencing it.

Maybe our posting of every fart on social medias rob us of power, a leakeage of sorts by throwing our whole inner self out there, unprotected and bare for anyone to scrutinize, judge or even insult for the heck of it.

It seems a whole lot of time is spent either attacking or defending ideologies, sexualities, spiritualities and so on.

In Freemasonry, they have a guy called the “Tyler” outside the door of the Temple, guarding it from intrusion.

If you see your life, your mind, your plans as a Lodge….do you have a Tyler? Does everything in there have the correct passwords and tokens?

That is, has thoughts, emotions, habits that are really unfamiliar to your spirituality, your sexual orientation, your ideology……simply YOU as an individual, snuck in?

I´m not talking about seeing others point of views, i´m talking about the bombardements of culture, telling you what is “right and wrong” (are you a Buddhist with largely Christian ethics because you where brought up/live in a Christian culture for instance?), telling you that you are “fat” despite the fact that you are skinnyer than Marilyn Monroe simply because our ideals have gone haywire?

Are we putting ourselves up as targets and then whine when we are judged by cretins?

It is one thing to bravely stand up for something, another to paste yourself everywhere out of shear Narcissism.

Another thing, now a big part of my (Spiritual) work is the backwards look.

I have been living in yesterday, in memories for too long.

That includes trying to become what i was again.

Isnt the whole work one of transformation?

Shouldnt we reinvent ourselves?

Symbolically one could see it as pure energy (and that is what it is, even nif not in form of a ray or anything similar).

Concentrated in one place it is stronger than if leaking in every direction.

Balanced it affects more than unbalanced.

Aiming it in the wrong direction, or several directions diminishes it.

Experinces and lessons learned are one thing, living a rerun of yourself another.

Aim for the next you.

It should be said that inspiration fuels the Temple so utter silence and an introvert attitude is not what i´m talking about (energy must be in motion).

Simply a moderation and caution with spillage.

Pearls before swine being the perfect metaphor.