On Simply BeingA Chapter by Aram AlexanderOkay, so I usually don't get too deep on the interweb (who takes anything on here seriously nowadays?) but I had a very interesting [can I say 'profound' without you rolling your eyes at me?] dream last night and I just need to get this out. I am merely expressing my opinions, and I will respect yours if you please just return the favour. Also, to me this has nothing to do with religion, so please don't confuse the two and see this as my take on theology. Having said that, I am always open to discussion as long as it consists of some interesting argument or opinion and not mere name-calling. And last but not least, this is me rambling, trying to get these thoughts onto paper (so to speak) before I lose them, so I apologize for any incoherent sentences or incomplete paragraphs. So that's the fine print over and done with. Thanks for reading at least this far. =) === We are all exactly the same thing, all fragments of a single consciousness that are just transmitted through different filters. Your physical uniqueness as well as your idea of "I" is a direct result of these filters. These filters consist of things like the genetic roll of the dice as you are conceived, what kind of environment [geological, social, and familial] you are born into, your upbringing, your experiences throughout life and so on; they are all variables that shape the individual perception of this one tiny part (your Ego) of this universal consciousness. The way I see it we are all just small pieces of a single Source of consciousness, and animals are no different. A dog, for example, starts with the same fragment of consciousness as anything else, except its perception of self is filtered through vastly different parameters as us humans; its' genetic makeup is of course almost nothing like ours and its upbringing and experiences are incomparable to ours as well. Now apply this to people: does somebody born with cerebral palsy in a dysfunctional drug-dependent and abuse-ridden family grow up in the same way as a child of privilege does? Obviously not. This unfortunate individual's filters shape who this person becomes and how he or she perceives and thinks about life, so naturally she or he can't identify with the experiences of the person born in the lap of luxury, and vice versa. It is, however, entirely natural that we relate to the suffering of others regardless of the differences in our filters; we can relate because we are connected to what we see is suffering. And I think that this is why compassion -despite the fact that we are constantly getting more and more desensitized to the pain and suffering of others due largely to the overabundance of suffering displayed irreverently by the media- is such a vitally necessary emotion. There are of course people who care nothing for the suffering of others, and that is because they have grown overly attached to their Ego and thus care only for themselves. Everybody has an ego, but these people are enslaved, addicted to how they wish to be seen through the eyes of others, and therefore act more on superficial extrinsic factors rather than in accordance with solid intrinsic ideals and morals. Fame, money, power, prestige, and adoration are all motivators for one's Ego, and all of this is fine as long as what you do to obtain these things does not conflict with your internal morals. My point is that I believe that we all stem from a single Source [for lack of a better name], and if people were to recognize this, there wouldn't be a need for any kind of Occupy movement or WikiLeaks or whistle-blowers or politics or conflict or even Animal Activism, because we would all finally begin to realize that coming together and caring for one another is simply how we are meant to exist, not constantly tearing each other apart. I wonder, how can this be so difficult to understand? © 2013 Aram Alexander |
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Added on July 31, 2013 Last Updated on August 19, 2013 AuthorAram AlexanderJogja, Yogyakarta Special Region, IndonesiaAboutI'm just a regular guy who does regular things. Meaning I enjoy pizza, the company of dogs, occasional inebriation, equal parts worthy literature and brainless Hollywood fare, and spontaneity of the .. more..Writing
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