Kuba: So this is where ‘I’ see ‘myself’ these days, that ‘I’ know ultimately ‘I’ am living out an existence which amounts to “play, show, piece, spectacle, dramatization, screenplay, theatrics, performance” and yet this is where ‘I’ am forever trapped. (link)
Hi Kuba,
‘You’ are not “forever trapped” – all that is required is to willingly, joyously, and altruistically agree to go into oblivion to end the burden of ‘your’ seriously maintaining of control and futile solemnity. When all of ‘you’ is on board magic is bound to happen.
Richard: …the ‘I’ that was took full responsibility and an action that was not of ‘his’ doing resulted. (Richard, List B, No. 13, 14 Jun 1999)
All ‘my’ thinking – intellectualising, mentalising, philosophising and theorising is merely postponing the inevitable.
Kuba: I can see this same feature happens with anything that the mind processes. In that some new information will be presented, perhaps some problem requiring a solution and immediately ‘I’ want to grab onto the process, ‘I’ demand an answer now and so ‘I’ end up manufacturing something as opposed to allowing this information to “swish” around the brain until a genuine answer is located.
It is the difference between pure contemplation and ‘me’ thinking about something. In pure contemplation there is thinking without the ‘thinker’ whereas normally ‘I’ arrogate responsibility over thinking and ultimately only get in the way of clarity. (link)
Telling yourself that you are “forever trapped” is writing the very “play, show, piece, spectacle, dramatization, screenplay, theatrics, performance” or charade you choose to play out – until you see the silliness of it.
Perhaps fascinated attention to the very act of believing your own creations might be the way out of feeling “forever trapped”.
Richard: To repeat: I stopped believing, period. All sorrow and malice stems from the activity of believing … which arises from the believer. ‘I’, as a psychological entity, can only believe – or disbelieve – in possibilities and impossibilities. (…) By believing perfection to be possible ‘I’ perpetuate ‘myself’. ‘I’, by ‘my’ very presence, inhibit that splendid perfection becoming apparent.
Perfection is already always here. Yet ‘I’, by believing in a remembered perfection, chase an ever-elusive chimera into an ever-receding future. [Emphasis added]. (Richard, Private email, March 1999)
Cheers Vineeto