Weaving Belief
Much of what we experience is based on internal impulses, choices and actions.
The decisions we make and the reaction thereof is derived from our experience at hand.
Do you see the circle?
In light of understandment, the process by which we live is a coagulant of varied memories. An internal combustion of sorts, imploding the makeup of what we know as we. By reaching into the depths of understanding, one finds identity to be much like a character of intra-changeable qualities. How we play out our role, is the presupposition of what is described as fate.
As we look through the looking glass mind, the reflective enmity of who we are is made in the shape of that design. Design comes from the Latin “designare,” which simply means “to mark.” It is thus by designation, the act of designating or identifying a distinguishable target, we set a definitive course to highlight a destination.
The human experience is that of digestion and expulsion, to create then destroy. With all our knowledge and scientific advances, there is still to this day, as well as throughout history, a reasonable void in the understanding of life and death. That is to say, where did we come from and where do we go? Although there are numerous systems of thought and belief that subscribe to an answer, the fact remains to be speculative.
The debate of any belief could very well be construed as purely amusement. Arguments and heated replies are often encountered in discussion, opinions waging war to reach for a position of power. The folly of it all, is the blind rationalization to encapsulate a definitive, when the only definitive is the design itself.
What represents a spiritual artist is the conscientious observance of what is within, our lives being each individuals work of art. The beauty of being human, is that of our ability to completely change, which by result, bears affect on those in contact. This personal influence supercedes any principle, doctrine or the like and is one by which we all share.
More useful it would be as a person, country and civilization, to enhance the basic natural talent of human commonalities, in place of identifying differentials.
From our birth till now, we experience many changing states of mind. No matter what the belief, we seem to cling to it like it was gold. As the child grows, the mind expands its view on life through experience. Most often it is, upon reaching adulthood, the individual lives out the rest of their time in the container of safety which protects them from change. Moreover, there is rarely an effort to inquire about the beliefs that have now solidified themselves as answers, for that would mean encountering growing pains.
Think about the simple representations of yourself:
color, nationality, years of age, religion, job, income, assets, friends, hobbies, likes and dislikes, etc.
Let’s now pay observance to the feelings we have on the above representations.
What are the cultural stereotypes and how does our personal outlook differ?
Does rich mean successful? Does black mean living in a ghetto? Does chinese mean I eat only rice, drink only tea? Does overweight mean you eat 3 -4 times more than everyone else cause you have no self-discipline? Does not having a college diploma mean I’m stupid? Does being christian mean I believe in hell?
Now imagine yourself being something completely different.
Much of the problem with taking on the aforementioned identities is the refusal to do or be differently because of. Each and every stereotype has with it a dialogue, just as we as a culture have stereotypes, the worst one of all is our own personal self-stereotype. This identity plunders our creative world from within, leaving us in the throes of this immortalized image.
Imagine the pressures of the businessman as he must stay on top of his game. The resentment toward men from an overweight single woman who is bitter because no one ever loved her. Hatred of the system from high school dropout that will never get a job because he is unqualified. The shame of a priest who has sexual impulses that are unholy and of the devil.
Only by getting to know people over the course of time, is it that we begin to see them differently, outside of their projected subtitle been labeled.
In the same degree, by getting to know your self more, the instillment of lines that made up “I” are now slowly erased.
Many people find the strength of purpose within their identity, without it they may feel an unjustifiable reason for living. With that strength of purpose, comes the pressure of being that which you are not.
The mask of the identifiable I.
