The Birth of Confusion in the mist of reason
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by MC Cobb
“When a man frees himself from attachment to the Fruits of Action; Action itself; or the objects of the sense-world- then hath he reached the highest stage of Right Action”, The Bhagavad Gita, by Yogi Ramacharaka. As I sit here at my computer and slowly hit my keyboard slow than fast, I remember my Mother and Father telling me to stay away from certain boys in the neighborhood. I can still see the look in their eyes when I seen them up close. They were the boys that would smoke pot and get high before school and in the neighborhood. Their eyes were glazed over like they were somewhere else, but where? I couldn’t see who they really were, I only knew that I was intimidated by them. I couldn’t understand why they were so different than me, was it me? The world seemed like it was changing and it scared me.
Looking back I can see that my own mind was far from where it was headed and I didn’t see the truth that was in front of me. I wonder now if they look back at the way they looked at me and see that they too were along way from the true path. It seems that we all look at the world around us and we are forced to place it into our mind , we are forced no matter how much are how little we know about it. There is always some one there to tell you their view on the matter but the more your told the more the questions seem to grow in your mind!
I was told once that the more intelligent you become the more you become aware that you ignorant. That statement needs to be held in the mind for awhile to realize what it means, I know! But think of when you were a kid and your mind was blank of images of things you hadn’t seen yet. You could not see what something was if you had never seen any thing like it, and after you did see it with your own eyes you often didn’t know what you were looking at. We relied on those who were older and had more knowledge for the answers. That seemed to be all the we needed to know for that time of our life, and the only world was the one we lived in.
It is clear know to see we all thought that we were the center of the universe, there was no time other than the time we was experiencing. We believed in our individuality and that our values was greater than anyone else’s values. Our god was greater , and our words describing our god was better! I can see why we believed that since we really never had to look at the world in the face. Nobody wants to see the pain and suffering that is in the world, nobody looks into anyone else’s mind enough to see why they think the way they do. Ask yourself sometime when the last time you really tried to see the thoughts behind someone’s actions. Can you remember letting go of your own feeling, your own memories and the hardest of all, letting go of yourself just enough to feel what the other person might be feeling?
I have found that reality is only as we make it, and we’re making it with a lot of other people who want it to be their way. So many people look out of their eyes to see only what is before them, their imagination never seems to grow and without balance they cannot understand all aspects of reality. You see, reality has many looks and many feeling behind it. No one reality or experience is better than another for they are all part of something bigger, Or are they?
What I have a difficult time with is; the reality that there is so many ways to look at reality who is to say what is right and what is wrong , you realize just how much we as humans don’t know about the meaning of life! What is behind the face of reality? Is this reality only one thought or is there enough of this magical stuff called reality for use all to have our own? Could the reality of are existence be for something or someone else rather than for only are selves?
When I was a child I would put my hands together like I was taught and, with all my passion I had in a child’s heart I would pray to God. I would pray the same prayer ,“Oh God when I die let me be known for being the nicest person who ever lived, and dear Lord let me grow in wisdom!”This seemed to cover every thing that I could image at the time. I soon started praying for other things, but I all ways came back to that same prayer. I did receive the gifts that I prayed for Only to realize I didn’t know what I was praying for at the time!
With knowledge comes the realization of your ignorance. As I get older and look back at how I saw the world and how my simple mind and soul seemed at peace in it’s uncluttered ignorance and how now I seem confused and sad at the wisdom that I have gained.
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