Sunday, October 16, 2022

Self compassion

     I think I'll re-write some things I wrote because I still need to practice self compassion. I don't feel like being kind to myself today, but I guess I'll try. Maybe I'm not rough on the eyes, maybe it's just an aspect I perceive in myself because the diamond is more of an observation. A form of consciousness, not a tangible person. It's a collection of information I've taken in, and maybe now I look through it and see the reflections that have been collected in the Social Mirror. It's not what I started with, obviously, because no one leaves The World of Form unscathed. 

    So now I carry it with me, but I think sometimes I stare into it a little too often and confuse my perceptions with fact. A perception, for example, would be that this pen is running out of ink. Fact would be that the pen is another extension of the Collective Mind and is being used to convey more meaning. How much ink the pen has isn't actually known to me because I can't see it. Another perception would be that The World of Form has too many social constructs to conform to, and in doing so, we lose touch with our authentic selves. Fact is that constructs are the mind playing itself out in the World of Form, and limitations are Dream Material. I don't like to dream this way anymore, it's painful.

A fact is that if fae exist in the mind, they're as real as fireflies are to the average person perceiving in this World. Because the mind is The World of Form, your mind is a part of it, and so is mine. We're made from the same Dream Material. A perception is that they're "imaginary." I'd like to create better, so I have to perceive differently. If the movie Inception taught me anything, it's that dreams are simultaneously perceived while they're being created. So if someone is perceiving a fairy, they're creating it, and while they're creating it, they're perceiving it. The same goes with fireflies. 

This journal might not have helped me solve any problems, if there are any, but it's at least helped me feel better, and maybe I'll get to have a better dream tomorrow. I hope this can help someone else too going through depression.

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