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A thought I’ve been working on
This is directed at most NFs of the Myers Briggs personality types and to those reading this post. As intuitive feelers we will know when we progress in these traits when there’s increase in permeability to everything. Once we realize we’ve progressed in empathy and understanding, particularly useful as an ENFJ, when you practice viewing not only from a 1st person perspective(my intentions, experiences), 2nd person(people I’m interacting with)(1st + 2nd = We[people’s shared meanings and understandings(these form our morals)], 3rd person(subject or object[may be objective] you’re talking about), We’ll experience more, and be more accepting of pain(intangible and tangible)[but there won’t be less struggles], as a result of this We’ll handle pain more dramatically. There will be more intense moments of sadness, but I promise you but there will also be more intense moments of bliss. You will cry for every sentient beings alive sometime(I believe once you realize and have gone through it) and you will intuitively know how far you’ve fallen and risen the scale that encompasses this.
To those, whom I have experienced a part of you somewhat, I love you. And to those I have not experienced you through my senses, well I hope to include you in my love someday. Good luck everyone in your lifelong journey and this is my epiphany, which I wanted to share with you today -
Mirror neurons was always in the back of my head and I viewed it as a positive tool, until my mindset changed for the worse. Thank life that I took the time to see this video and see life in a positive light again =]
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Blog’s Change of Direction
With so many distractions going on in our everyday lives today, people want to stop whatever they’re doing and instead of moving forward their minds tend to focus on the past. This year for me has been going downhill for a while now. I not only thought I was going to end up in a crazy mental state for the rest of my life, but also lost in touch with my photographic memory ability. This depressed me because I could not remember my life at all and believed that I would stay in a secluded high state of mind forever. My constant worrying and focus on my lost touch caused my overall health to decline gradually. I honestly could not remember many events in my life and I struggled with this constantly for 2 months. I remember going into a isolative state after trying to reach out to several of my close peers. However, no one likes a depressive person and one of my closest peers did not empathize with me. As a result, I decided to take matters into my own hands. A couple days later, I diagnosed myself with Depersonalization, Derealization, and Alzheimer’s. Throughout the rest of the year, I tried to motivate and give myself confidence, by telling myself that I was only mentally depressed and focused on it that it only caused me to decline even more. I was no longer the person I knew, I could no longer look into the mirror and tell my body that I accepted myself for who I was at that moment in time. I was unable to recognize myself anymore, whenever I looked at my reflection. Every little cracked joke, every little tease by peers, either caused panic or anxiety attacks. I convinced myself that I should work at the mental institution near my college, in hopes that I would see for myself that I was not mentally ill. However, my mental state was weak and whenever I talked to a patient that was delusional in their own world, I would find myself losing focus. As of now, I plan on not working at the institution during the day, because even though I need money, it isn’t healthy for me mentally and it wasn’t a career that I ever wanted to go into. I am currently doing much better due to an amazing support group. I still find myself stuck in the middle of sentences trying to find the right words to explain my thoughts, but that’s alright. As long as I feel that there’s improvement, I’ll be at peace. Currently, I’m developing a program for myself and with the focus of the world in mind.(I wouldn’t develop a product or program if I wouldn’t use it myself) The main points of this program are structured around mindfulness(focus in the moment), balance(equalizing physical, mental, and spiritual traits), and growth(growth in ones strengths and passions after balance is maintained) These will all cover the program, in which natural, scientifically proven techniques will be used. And I hope to see this be implemented in wellness programs sometime in the future. This is my first log entry for myself for personal reference.
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If the term spirit and soul was made up from man, can we not program it into an AI programmed by us(human race)?
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A friend of mine once told me
We have many paths in this journey
They act in different directions
So when you question don’t be worried
It’s not a wrong one
Beauty can be found in all of them
You’ll meet people whose paths intersect
But you don’t know how long you’ll walk with them
Cos the truth is, and it’s so hard, but you’ll never know
How long we’ll continue with our loved ones down this rugged road
The path veers and it’s clear that we must steer alone
I’ve learned if you can’t hold on to that moment that exists—
Let it go
Cos freedom is god-Macklemore
Postmodernism in a song =]
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No Validation
Came in with my friends for communion, but yet I doubted
Grabbed the cup of tea nervousness, structured in the kitchen
Arms nervous, the house took it together
Walked upstairs to the prayer room and the darkness enveloped us
Looked deep inside and I could see myself
I needed to focus my mind on something else, to others I sought to talk
Everyone I saw had their own thoughts, had their own convictions
Everyone opened up and it was a mass of nothingness
They say medicine heals the sickness
But it doesn’t, it comes with a cost
A thought lost in its own world
Jordan, the baller, the christian, yet nonbeliever listened
To myself thinking about how all I came to be
After I looked to himself for some validation, but I could see doubt and fear inside
Ate the unleavened bread, he did
That’s when I realized everyone had been born again
Realizing that the drink was mold, which my body rejected its whole life
had created monsters of us, forcing into each others throats our beliefs
But I still looked around for some sort of validation of humanity
A god of a woman came with me out of the prayer room and through the doorway
They say red is the color of love and everything I spilled
About how much I loved humanity and happiness was our purpose
Sharing everything that brings our fellow brothers and sisters even higher
Exhausted I looked at her and saw tears flowing, that was when I noticed I was as well
They say that the feminine energy heals us all, and I believe that
Walked down the stairs to the kitchen, where the cooking process took place
And I saw the believers, mumbling to themselves about like about .. like.. about.. like..
And how we were all young and would come to see the light, the crystals, how crazy the world was
But I saw no light no crystals no craziness besides them, besides them talking about something was like another which was like another
I left, realizing that the kitchen was in fact a cookery
The prayer room enveloped me and my mind comforted me
Everyone thought I was going crazy, but I needed someone to hold me tight
Ever since people thought otherwise, and I eventually believed them
I’ve been tightly wound ever since and so I went to see the truly broken, hoping I could heal
But what was once broken can never truly heal
To be alone for a while, may seem like eternity and make a man crazy
I’ve seen it in others, clients, friends, and myself
We need each other to keep our egos in check and alleviate the sickness
Because together, we are at our best
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”I have the deepest affection for intellectual conversations. The ability to just sit and talk. About love, about life, about anything, about everything. To sit under the moon with all the time in the world, the full-speed train that is our lives slowing to a crawl. Bound by no obligations, barred by no human limitations. To speak without regret or fear of consequence. To talk for hours and about what’s really important in life.
(via hanhs)YES.
(via pnez)
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The Artwork of Edvige Faini.
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Word to your mother.
