So why can they do that but I can’t believe I’m the second coming? Genuinely curious.

In Buddhism you do not reach some heightened sense of being through enlightenment. The whole point of enlightenment is to ascertain knowledge from those before, it cannot give you insight into the future. You can become one with the universe, but you may not dictate where it will flow.

He isn’t a reincarnation, he’s just some dude that can tap into enlightenment.

Mysticism to me kinda vanished when I started considering how complex the topics are and how difficult translation would be. Even meditation was mystical before I realized it’s just a dedicated time for you to talk to yourself. It’s basically a dialogue with an observer. You are all three. Which is funny that it fits into the Id, Ego, and Superego theory.

My name is his, my last name means he who supplants.

I do not feel I am god, nor that I am Jesus. I just want to be. Since 8 I wanted to be a buddhist. At my age now, I just want to find meaning in the madness I witness.

The only meaning seems simple, a stoic life. An ancient philosophy, far beyond mine. I regularly use weed and it’s how I was allowed time to meditate. I felt i could control my thoughts finally, and all I see is to be kind.

Now my dependency is ending, for I have found what I want to do. I want to help people, the only thing I wanted as a child. I was just too afraid.

I regularly drink, eat and sleep. I am happy with my life and this is not ego, narcissism, or anything. I feel shame, for I feel unworthy, incapable. The only thing I have is my name, my part in the script the world orients.

An act most heathenous and self righteous.

I appreciate your input. As I know these things and it is nice to reflect and put these thoughts to writing. It is why I asked here, only social forum I can see genuine interactions.

I do not feel I am god, or Jesus. I am me. Think more the eastern philosophy of upbringing. How you raise someone, with a set of expectations of beliefs and ideas. Eventually someone will roll the dice, in the right storm to form. Every person is unique for this very reason. It’s why I fear, I do not want to forfeit my life, my comforts, for this. I am content, however I find it inexcusable to take my wants over those of the ones I encounter.

It’s to the point i believe myself the second coming. Rapture always perplexed me.

Lincolnwood Centennial Park just outside of chicago. My fiancée and I walked a couple miles down after water shutoff impacted our plans for olive garden.

Steak and shake was a very rewarding meal for our trek.

If you think technology isnt analogous with socio-political development then you have definitely missed a huge point in the tech-sphere.

Technology is not your friend. It will consume you, destroy you, and ultimately replace you. Not in a philosophical way, but rather literal sadly.

It’s not a new thought, decades old.

If you do not want to be aware, please close your eyes. Life will eventually force them awake.

Ballin

The actual protections that have been actively worked to be dismantled constantly.

Yes they voted for him. The video game plot is irrelevant, they just talked about directing the people’s consciousness by censoring and selectively allowing information. The same thing most federated social networks are actively trying to escape, the algorithm.

In the game an AI chose what was right and wrong, creating context in a desirable light. Whether or not this article is right, it is a very real thing that is going on in the world. Not with AI, but any social media platform can skew their platform algorithms to alter what is in the populace’s consciousness.

The same way TV has been used for decades.

Yeah, the thing about this article is that it’s extremely possible. Something even metal gear solid 2 predicted before we even reached this point.

Also costs 20$ with a discount on Playstore. Seems extremely util though.

How do you automate the harvesting, ground work and maintenance? For example a peach tree?

When I was in the valley, 2 inches of rain basically stopped a whole day’s work for entire fields. Ground machines aren’t even workable on that day.

Tomatoes are sweet

God that sparked a sadness, he never meant to hurt me. He was just a child of abuse and had mental issues, I do too. When I was growing up he saved enough money to buy me a bike, back in Mexico. He loved so pure when he could.

He’ll also never get to see his nieces and nephews. Never a chance.

Thank you ever so kindly for sharing.

Thank you :)

The name made me giggle!

I love everybody. It’s a hardship unduly deserved, but a burden I must carry.

I have a hard time finding a memory of favor, for all feel sick and frightening. I’d constantly have PTSD nightmares about my inability to fight back, it’d merely tickle him.

He was but a child without the chance to live. He hurt me so harshly, yet my father had hurt him more. By his abuse, my brother chose the safety of the streets, rather than the shelter of love.

I don’t blame him, I almost became him, I was just lucky. An agonizing fortune.

I wish he wasn’t gone, he deserved his life as much as any of us. He had found god and began repenting. He knew they were killing his old gang mates and he was not long for this world if he stayed in Chicago.

I too would rather die near mother, than coward away. For what is life if not taking a stand and declaring your intent on this world. He had found god in his final weeks, he said to my mother, “He is your compensation for all the misery you have experienced.”

I hate that he gave me such beauty and value, because everyday I have to make sure he’s right. Otherwise I have forgotten him. What would his suffering bring if not my compassion for mankind.

Thank you, your kindness is not empty regardless of how we came to meet. It is appreciated, cherished, and remembered.

Thank you for liking the picture, I dream he will see me one day.

I really appreciate that, he wasn’t a good man, my brother that is. To most he’d be remembered as a statistic but he was a man no less, and my brother no more. Yet he was killed in the streets like an animal, it saddens me.

I’m sorry you lost yours too, please take my love and hope for your grieving to find comfort. Thank you for sharing yours, thank you for gifting me companionship in something so horrid.

I don’t feel so alone.

As a dude with OCD, yep it’s a mental illness by classification. It’s something that impedes and impacts the way people function and live their day to day lives along with social difficulties due to those things.

Disorder would be a lateral word to illness, and over-explaining doesn’t categorize it but rather deliberates the meaning.

Just doesn’t sound nice to folks. Until you figure out how to manage it, it’s seen as a disease as it can be debilitating. However, lots of folks can go fine most of their life with the disorders, since it isn’t an illness unless it impacts your life.

Fuck Zeus.

Do you trust me as your physician now?

Disenchanted probably had that response

It’s not so much about understanding empathy. It’s basically poisoning yourself, having a shit time, such a shit time that they end up being able to appreciate basic things. Not just in themselves but in others.

It’s hard to do things, it’s hard to focus, and your voice becomes louder with raw emotions and low inhibition.

So you realize how amazing people as a being are, you appreciate everything that makes life work.

However it’s fleeting, rapidly fleeting. It is a moment. You have to learn from it and detach from it.