SEPARATION
Once we have separated from our heavenly womb—our warm, quiet safety zone—a sense of lacking occurs. We do not feel validated in our infant state—as we are helpless and lost—and feel isolated if we're not cared for right away.
When we are fresh from the “other side”, and unfamiliar with the ways of the world, we have nothing with which to confirm our presence—until someone looks at us, touches us, and speaks to us.
In the interim of waiting to be validated by others, we momentarily feel lost, afraid, and lonely. This is the beginning of Separation, and usually it makes the baby feel insecure—unless the kid is naturally anti-social.
But because of the Will to be an individual—the need to be independent, and the desire to rule our own hill—we Separate anyway, regardless of the consequences.
Society can never work together as One—as a unit—when endless Separation exists.
People hide inside their cars—one-person-per-isolated-domain, please.
They hide from the world inside their Vices, and then bond with their Vices—instead of bonding with what’s really going on.
(What’s really going on? The truth of how we feel on the inside—the Awareness of our Demons and why we have them—is what’s really going on.)
But because of the phenomenon of Separation, we have separated from ourselves, too. Most of us barely know how to feel.
What is feeling anyway?
We can barely feel the stressors that drive us headlong into our Vices—the whole while telling ourselves that the cravings are for fun and should be satisfied.
If we were not so separated from our Emotions, we would probably notice that the Craving is connected to something much deeper than fun—and, actually, no fun at all.
Every time we satisfy the Craving with the Vice, we cover our feelings and separate ourselves from the truth.
Craving is Fear—denying Fear is Addiction.
Craving an appeaser—obsessing over the soothing effect it can bring—is a sign that something inside is restless.
And what is restless if not the Fear of being locked in—and imprisoned—with nowhere to go? No way out...
The cage has ensnared us into believing the ways of a crazy society—one that is very numb to its Instincts, and oblivious to its Images. In this cage, which separates us from other visionaries like us, separates us from our Dreams, and separates us from the Truth, we get a little bit crazier—latching onto more and more Vices, to placate more and more cravings.
When all the while, we long for unity, harmony and things that make us smile without robbing us of our health.
So lower your walls, people, and cut down on your Vices.
You will be just fine...
Pain
Fear is Contagious