Sunday, August 23, 2026
August 23rd 2013
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August 23rd 2014
I have to say exactly what I feel.
I have been depressed for two months as my birthday is just around the corner.
When someone capsizes a relationship I really wanted to have, it made me realize just who am I without lying to myself. That I am a special human being even if no one else notices it. I have to believe that. I have lived this way my whole life and the false pedigree of others will never compensate for that.
My self concept has changed, I have removed false friends from my life, I have made self discoveries I never thought were possible.
There is so much I want to express in anguish but I simply won't. I have nothing more to say. - Marco
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When that happens you are internalizing your fear based emotions toward something you rather reject.
Note: because you refuse to complain so the experience is turned inward. As result you condition yourself to believe what you would otherwise be committed to doing, therefore, you alter your reality with no truth of it.
"Not complaining" is a good example of hidden intellectualizing it.
-Marco
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Saturday, August 22, 2026
What defines wisdom
I don't define wisdom. I am not its only resource. Therefore, what is wisdom, true wisdom made up as itself, is the conception of truth. That if I negate it in contradiction. The irony retains all value. My point is related, that wisdom shows (reveals) both the true or the false. Wisdom is eternal. Which is how I care to know it. What remains knowable or encompassed the "all- knowing". I think of life in this manner.
And if I were lying, no one would tell.
So here we are.
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Much as the question if wisdom is answered, can it really discern our realities independently upon 3 phases of reasoning. *what is wisdom appeal to??
¹Is it good.
²Does it mean something.
³Is it pleasing to the gods.
That is how wisdom was born. We have survived as a species because of this.
- Marco
The contamination of living
There is a purpose. I trust this idea. It's about the attention you give without time passing. That's the secret. To live life as though timeless in your skin.
Unless, I took the time - all this time into passing - into these short few words. The sentences range from a period I began thinking to this point I am telling you what feels exactly what I am thinking. Why do we react. At all.
That's how attention works. The details you leave behind are the traces of tomorrow. Thoughts may be meaningless, unless you pay closer attention to your personal satisfaction. I am not talking about happiness to the effect that satisfaction is a difference.
The good life.
(I always thought the good life meant I had to lie about it.) It's the operation of your thoughts that you must pay attention without thinking the good life is beyond your means. MY point is the good life is not an end game. The good life is an idea. That is all.
To me the good life is found in attention driven to the past. Where the things that have happened may need to be challenged through my own actions.
How do I know this?
It is because the actions I take are not the same as others who lie about it. This is awareness to attention as a force. Not a mechanical force. But to create something out of nothing, takes immense courage.
In conclusion: most people think they know what the good life is. May be it is contained. May be it isn't. May be you're just as neurotic.
I know what knowing the difference means here, here. Which is why I share my wisdom. And the nature of wisdom is rooted in questioning what the good life is. (Not what you are not.)
The good life is as simple as an observation that requires action. I've practiced my whole life doing that. Making that search count.
To discern from my love of life. Is to discern the value of everything. Everything counts. Every single thing that happens, is not results driven or the focus of your inattention to things motivated by fear of what we must do. What follows your goals is to meet your empty head without thoughts. The thoughts that these things I mention are contagious to others. My point is are your thoughts worth catching.
And this is it. Action without the thought. That the good life requires seeing the truth. And this takes tremendous energy.
- Marco
Friday, August 21, 2026
August 21st 2017
I am sick to death, when I look into the crystal ball that telegraphs my promising past, only to see persons of a lesser character cheating their existence. It makes me wonder what it meant at that time, when my brain connected to my image circuitry. I find it invasive by my standards formulated over a period of time, the same ominous figures that grew apart from me, grew apart for a reason which now exists as fluidly as it does. I see how much has changed in a stretching out of memory, it is not the memory that has changed... it's the substance. When I crash landed from this trip of my personal psychology, I was best aware. That the counterparts, related to my psychic knowledge of independence and what would become of strangers who were a revealing part of my peer group. I see so many faces. And of those faces, I come face to face with what I truly feel. And to be equally responsible for what they remind me of today.
Today, I am a well noted leftist in that my political lines stem from a Humanitarian art.
And it is in some weird confusion of this, that I see faces from my past as little clue to what they are at present. I see no one who is a relic made of a particular irony. Where anyone who had the gall to make believe even for a minute they could trust themselves in a style all their own. A type of eccentric disguise. Where tricks of the mind are not played but confessed.
Where on earth has the time gone where all the faces and names to those faces became something greater or etched in stone.
I am speaking of an atonement, a balance of riches between what you thought you would become and what you know you actually were that was going to be your downfall. My point here is simple: that no one ever thought of me the way I probably wanted. At that time being so evasive albeit was my adolescent desire to hope for dreams to be made and that dreaming was a desirability of us all. But I have never intended to meet such little substance over such a large framework of time. That the faces and names who I once needed validation all vanished into a heap of ashes.
So, so - here I am. Today, readying for a form of ultimate experience. To live my life as an art form. Something so abstract, it comes across as silently psychotic. Like all the names and faces placed in front of me and what they are now. Quite frankly, they're all just sad disappointments. Frauds. Some are financially wiser in chasing their free market abundance. I come across like a turtle with a straw stuck up its nostril. I guess which I would rather be.
It's all a matter of putting into perspective a precipice of how emotional I am and recognize the truth in what makes me human.
Unfortunately, only hearts that burn an incandescent light remain, and I shall be their victor. But they would never have imagined it!
I have been unconsciously programmed to betray my better awareness. All the faces and names that I came across, have failed to see me for what I have ever thought, would be my downfall? But I say: fuck that nonsense. The faces and names I took. I mean I never took for granted. I did not become what I am today because of it. I am probably crossed off the list of names and faces, that I presume may have been stuck in the traces of this narrative.
Between being loved or accepted for who I am, I am not saying I don't believe I made part of names and faces. I am telling myself out of honesty that my awareness is compelling evidence of what is true to my soul. And let's be honest in that the names and faces in life become lost in a ship toward the stars underneath. My body is this vessel of uncarved magic.
I am a dreamer of names and faces. That is all I ever have been.
August 21st 2021
I feel you. (Let's relate this to a painting... we will get back to this conclusively.) However if you believe in Freud you will care to infer from it. I think the quote adopts a certain projection of what we are inhibitively speaking. You might struggle with interpretation of it but my belief is that Freud says: the subconscious transfers our own minds as an observer looks at a beautiful painting, abstract or creative... it is a piece of art that you are subjective too. That same piece of art doesn't know it is being appreciated nor appraised through your minds eye. It is a cerebral experience through yourself as an observer. You have feelings proportional to what that experience dictates.
What I am saying is our subjective reality attaches meaning to all things relative to our experience at the same moment your subconscious is processing data.
That defines experience in the real world.
Your observations and your inhibitions relate to something beyond control.
However, whether of another person or not you speak to that object in your subconscious. And this also translates back to you independent of virtue. You connect with that picture I said earlier as is a painting.
Our dispositions are all various positions from which we meet as a product of yourself. Our own image can never de displaced.
Thursday, August 20, 2026
Wednesday, August 19, 2026
freedom from the known
What is pragmatic, even if it is done incorrectly. One must ask if what is done with the same intent, what do we derive from empirically speaking? (i.e. To formally instruct ourselves on the basis of logically inferring x, y, or z)
The exception to this is what we think of as wrong. What is wrong, being, that if something is done pragmatically (yes - 'automatically') becomes accepted for its face value.
The rule in practice is there are no rules to follow. Pragmatism in theory is to Aristotle what Plato is to Trump. Made on the assumption that what is built with any type of credibility infers the opposite as true. My point is Trump may be an idiot, but because we take him at face value, he is a pragmatist that believes what he is saying to be true of itself.
Now reread my last sentence related to Trump.
Am I being pragmatic in a personal attack on Trump.
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What is true of what I said can or can not be tested as empirically true. (e.g. validity = truth)
It may be an example for what pragmatism is. The difference you are wanting to be looking at is that my instruction to you does help. Pragmatists use language in a skillful way to manipulate, convince and/or persuade their intentions as honorable. The reality is that you question everything as itself describes.
- Marco
out of harms way :: mastering the art of wisdom
There is only ‘what is’, and because we are not able to solve it, we invent ‘what should be’, and there is duality that way. —Krishnamurti
Context: Start with not knowing the assumptions of others, which are second-hand; wipe them all out. Is there duality? There is woman-man, light-darkness, tall-short, but apart from the factual duality, is there any other duality? I want to find out if there is psychological duality. There is obvious duality outwardly: a tall or short tree, different colours, different materials, and so on. There is only ‘what is’, and because we are not able to solve it, we invent the ‘what should be’, and there is duality that way. From the idea, the fact, the ‘what is’, there is an abstraction: the ideal, the ‘what should be’, the Aristotelian idea of perfection, and so on. But there is only ‘what is’.
Krishnamurti, Tradition and Revolution
August 19th 2014
The filter I have in dealing with others stupidity reached a new low so it turned on me all because of someone else's shallow personality.
The Master
I have an idea that is specifically geared toward creating art. It is all tied together. Most people have no clue as what it means. On a theoretical level, I do the most effective part of any medium which is to create the message worth interpreting. Actors have no business in faking what they interpret. If the actor's choices are obvious to you. They are not acting. They are projecting.
- Marco
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