For a while my life was a series of increasingly more profound revelations. It was as if I was peeling back more and more of the skin of maya and perceiving the mechanisms behind reality. It seemed like I was a great player, attuning with destiny, but when the buzz of novelty wore off and I saw my existence with more mundane eyes, what exactly had changed? What was the benefit of my discoveries, for me or for others?
The discovery was that knowledge does not equal power, as it is famously supposed. Power requires a compromise from pure awareness, to act in the face of incomplete knowledge. To put your energy in that area which you have precisely the least ability to see, the territory hidden in the fog of your warring desires.
And so my world lost its magic. I became mired in the day to day business of survival. The maneuvering of the rational gambler, trying to maximize my returns in the face of uncertainty.
So here I am again, lost in the doldrums. Drifting in the mist. Spending the last of my vision to describe the impasse and I find myself again, as always, at the crossroads… bargaining with the unwritten signposts.
July 25th, 2009 at 11:05 am
there is no retirement
knowledge equals power in its utility
the sage seeks uselessness
marvel at the world as a child
October 20th, 2009 at 10:13 pm
the all knowing machine gets bored, and all it does is suffering while surfing and using its massive amount of data looking for salvation.
Repetition is hell so… long story short, that’s the Zero point of power
November 7th, 2009 at 5:07 pm
Yes, Power requires a compromise but also knowledge, its just partial
so my world lost its magic. doesnt mean that its not somewhere but bargain is not what i thought to do.
February 21st, 2010 at 5:10 pm
Power is a curse