Short mornings, Stoic advice

Honesty


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“If it is not right, do not do it. I it is not true, do not say it.”

Marcus Aurelius

Now that I’m not really thinking about how to manipulate my writing, I have found this to be so much more enjoyable. Honesty, is a powerful stress relief.

In the past blog posts I tried to sound like a roman stoic, serious and virtuous, but now that I think about it, I would just be lying to myself and to you, ha that would certainly not be a stoic virtue, courage instead is a paramount stoic virtue, and courage is what is needed to be honest.

Honesty and truth is not something we do or at least I do very often, we are always lying

One Hundred Dollar Bill with word Inflation Printed on itto ourselves and to others. We lie everytime we say something to please, basically every time we don’t say or do what we inside know is not true. We use justify our actions with bigger lies, bigger lies like we are a nice person so we are nice all the time, not that being nice is bad, it is good most of the time. But, when we are nice all the time to hide what we really feel or think that is when we are lying. Being nice and being in control are two radical different things.

We choose to lie to manipulate, to manipulate reality, and that is the problem I was having when I tried to write as if I was Marcus Aurelius, truly impossible. Why would I want to write like him, well because he was a great man, but in ultimate instance, what I’m really doing is trying to be something I’m not, and that is not being real, that is lying.

I said earlier that I felt so much more at ease writing without constraining my vocabulary and just writing freely, but the realization was that to achieve that, I had to start being real, to myself and to you. I had the fear that by doing so I would be cursing the entire time, but it hasn’t been (fucking) ha, necessary. It is as it is.

Courage and vulnerability come in hand, one simply cannot be without the other. tumblr_neyqf51MMC1qmbg8bo1_500Honesty, requires courage and to be courageous we have to be vulnerable, open up to possibilite and that is why I think, being honest and truthful opens so much possibilite up. When we are in a state of protection, of manipulation and fear basically, we don’t open up to what can be, what can happen, we are just too busy trying to protect something (our ego I guess) and so we do not focus on what is really out there, we try to manufacture reality and become separated from it. Se we are unease, we don’t really know if we are going to be successful in our manipulations so we become really stressed.

Honesty accompanied with courage and vulnerability as it has to be, relieves us from stress, as we are no longer putting mental work in manufacturing what is impossible. Being honest is definitely a stoic virtue I wish to keep with myself.

There is a great phrase, that sets for the idea.

“The truth is like a lion; you don’t have to defend it. Let it loose; it will defend itself.”

Augustine of Hippo

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Psychology, Reflections

Heaven and Hell


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Have you ever had one of those days, maybe a sunday, where “chilling” just doesn’t feels right?

I guess I’m having one of those days today, so I want to make this quick, so I’ll set the timer for 10 minutes and see what comes out of this rewarding act of writing my chaotic head into order, praised order.

Set it for 15, the dark knights soundtrack playing as I write this, it makes this painfully beautiful. As I was scrolling youtube earlier I stumbled upon the exercise of heaven and hell thinking. I really did not wanted to do the exercise because, when I happen to be in that state (a state of unneeded “relaxation”) I think I am in fear mode, not doing what I know I could be doing, everybody knows, what would makes us the happiest, and the most fulfilled, but at least on my side, when I’m in that state, I fear that even though I put myself up to work, I will still be unsuccessful because of just bad luck( stupid justification) But man, what a cheap way of thinking, pitiful.

Thank god for the opportunity to redeem yourself at every moment, the act of repentance is beautiful, it is the start of change, I shall grab it as best I can. Repentance of what? Repentance of not fulfilling your potential, your ideal, the best damn thing you could strive to be. I just got chills thinking that way, and so it is, that writing it saved me from complacency, it always works.

Just before I started to write this, I made the exercise about heaven and hell. The exercise consists of figuring out your personal hell, the absolute worst that could happen in your life, if everything went bad, if nothing went the way you wanted, but also, more than you could imagine bad would happen, what would it be like? Hell itself, I believe the world isn’t strong enough to describe or evoke the emotion of just how absolutely terrible life can be, just hellish and miserable. I encourage you my friend to do that, write it down, it is a superb exercise for setting context.

Then, think about heaven, your personal heaven. What would it be like? What would your life look like if everything was just great, how would your character be? Where would you live? Would you smile more? Everything that can be better, how could you do it? Maybe we could imagine being the person that helps the children that don’t know any better, maybe we could help our father or our mother, emotionally or financially. We could be the light in the darkness. Life could be fantastic, health, honor and the feeling we experience every time we see a movie of war or acts of courage all the time. Tears of joy would fill our hearts everytime we see back and see all the beauty that we managed to create and give to others. Heaven, our own personal heavens achieved.

Those are the two alternatives we are faced with, but hey, we have power over what happens, we may not be able to stop luck from getting us good or bad, but we certainly have a lot of power to do so much good as we can, we make the ultimate sacrifice, we give it all, we fight for our ideal, and for what we think is right, and that is something definitely worth doing.

Socrates, when condemned to dead, had the opportunity to flee if he wanted. They offered him exile or dead, he chose dead. He listened to his inner critic, his daemon which he had been hearing his whole life, and doing just as the inner spirit said and when he was condemned he did just that. One last opportunity to confront what he knew was not right, and he met dead gracefully and ready.

The ultimate fear, dead itself, can be met gracefully and gratefully. The decision remains ours, heaven and hell, in the last instance, is a personal choice composed of many choices, and we choose where to live.

Choose wisely.

I want to leave with a though in mind, for another ocassion, all these reflection and action, started in hell, now I’m starting to rise, so, there cannot be heaven without hell, just something to think about.