Showing posts with label Beijing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Beijing. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 1, 2018

Your Plan for Greatness

Sometimes it feels like no one believes in you. There might be something in you heart that you wish to accomplish, but you don't tell anyone. Why not? Because in the past, when you shared things of that nature, no one believed in you. You might even have a plan for greatness, detailed or simplistic, but you don't tell anyone because it feels like no one believes in you.

Huairou, Beijing, China
The hard fact of life that all people need to accept is...if your plan is grounded in sharing peace with the world, you can succeed, and you should succeed. If your plan removes destruction and brings a benefit to humanity, you deserve all the success in the world and beyond. If anyone does not understand that, you can only move on and find those who support you on your journey to greatness.

There are many things in life that we seek...some are good for us, and some have the potential to kills us, or perhaps even worse. There is a certain value in having our viewpoints, life plans, goals, and ideas come under scrutiny and evaluation; however, that by no means excuses someone from disbelieving in you when you try to offer a plan to bring extraordinary things to the world.

There are many ways that one can go about the sharing of ideas, but first and foremost, one can always evaluate the forum in which they are choosing to present them. If we want others to take our ideas seriously, we can find the best way to convey our message to them using the same courtesy that we wish had been applied to us.

There are those who wish to benefit mankind, and there are those who choose to fall behind in a mass cloud of pessimism. The benefits of the sardonic are few, but somehow they have convinced themselves that resting in a lame state of disarray is more beneficial than trying to go out into the world and help another human being.

Where has culture gone? Why does the thought of two politicians insulting each other bring more contentment to one's life than the idea of removing contaminants from the soil?

Why do people prefer to look downward on new ideas that are designed to better the course of human life as oppose to those which remain in the same ordinary state, which lacks forms of progress?

The benefits of our security have changed us. We no longer fear for our lives on the homeland; therefore, the minds of many have forgotten that there are many on the Planet Earth...our brothers and sisters...who do not have the security that we do. Let us not forget our brethren, for we are all one humanity.

Once his life is not in danger, his concern for the rest of the world, and for any idea of greatness has become obsolete to him. You cannot let this happen to you, for the brilliance in your mind and heart is too much to sacrifice for the docile state of being.

Every human deserves the best in life. Food. Clothing. Shelter. Medicine. Education.
How all humans achieve these things is a matter of solution and practicality. The only way to achieve such things is to share ideas with the world.

You can form your plan for greatness in the world, but do not shy away when it must be presented. You will only get stronger. Find those that are willing to listen, and also find those who are willing to help you improve your thought. It begins now.

Prosperity. Honor. Progress.

Sunday, July 8, 2018

The Spirit in the Afternoon: Magic and Mystics, Human Consciousness, and the Journey to the Abstract

Beijing, China.

Is there magic on a Summer's day afternoon? Is there a mystic nature to it all? There is that bittersweet moment when one gazes upon the Sunset, the mountains, the leaves blowing in the wind, and the grass under the coming twilight, and you can feel your lips almost utter the words.

"It is magical."

Then, as the years go by, and one withers onward into old age, a feeling of depth will live on the inside of the heart when that word is used. Was it really magical? Is there are any magic at all? Or is that beautiful sunset only the result of light waves and the neurology of the human brain? Did the magic ever exist?

Let us not forget that magic is a tool for the stories of long ago, but the spirit, now that is different. The connections of ideas from one to another. One human being with a mind on a plane of consciousness that is shared by all other minds. Each act of kindness can generate a form of positivism in another person's life.

Every time someone helps another human being out of selflessness, it is a drop in the ocean of goodness, and it is all part of a larger connection. Each idea is connected to all other ideas, for the abstract has no concrete limitations. Each possibility is an opportunity to share love with the word to put all of humanity in closer touch with the whole of the universe, in the physical and in the ideal.

This is not magic. This is not a miracle. This is the nature of humanity trying to align itself with the nature of the cosmos. To put the mind of the human in complete connection with the flow of water, the growing of the leaf, and the sharing of elements after a supernova. This is what human beings live for in our greatest depth. We have faith, but we also have fact. We have dreams, but we also have understanding. We have love, but we also have reasons for our love.

We want to know its origin. We want to know its value. We want to know it all. We want the far side of the universe to come to us and we want not to be down on our knees waiting, or with our hands in the air screaming.

We want to let our mind become one with all there is, material and formless. Every fiber of our being and every neurotransmitter that allows for us to have our imagination and fantasy can come together. For when all humans are together, as we always are, each idea leads us to a new one. All the collective ideas of humanity must not forget, that there were ideas before humans every walked on the Earth....existence, consciousness, omnipresence, limitlessness.

To call it magical is not enough. To call it mystical is not sufficient. Some call it the supreme. Some call it the divine. Some only call it love. When one gazes upon the sunset and the cool colors of the twilight, every idea of  goodness that has ever existed has brought you to that moment of joy...It is not magic. It is something stronger and more beautiful.