The Duality of Non-Duality
I don’t believe in any God defined so far by man or religion, I don’t believe in a soul, and I don’t believe in life after death. Well, there isn’t enough evidence for me to believe.
Other than the warrior-tribal bullshit version people have created with God, I wouldn’t be upset if we proved different of everything else.
What does that mean?
It means as shitty as it is to be wrong about something, I think some of the best things that have happened to me was when I was wrong. I no-longer need to depend on superstition, religion, or even most forms of spirituality. That is a great start.
But, I would not be terribly upset if one day someone said they proved something like psychic ability to be correct. In fact, anything that challenges what we think about reality would be kick ass to me.
It’s not like I would lose sleep because all of sudden, someone demonstrated evidence that there really is an afterlife. I will be thrilled.
But until that day, I remain doubtful of most claims until there is sufficient evidence to support it.
Having said that, I would have to say out of all the philosophies that I have tried to understand on this planet, (and by no means can I fully say I understand them all), I would have to say that the philosophy that makes the most sense to me, and that I found actually the most beautiful of all is Buddhism.
Now, I am not saying I believe in everything in Buddhism, nor that I am a Buddhist. I am just saying to me, if there is any philosophical system that makes the most sense to me, Buddhism would be it.
I think the theory of the mind, the calmness of the mind, understanding yourself, and mediation hold some real world applications in psychology. And it doesn’t require a God.
I would have to say that as of current, the leaders of Buddhism live more by their examples and can demonstrate their systems much more effectively. I can look at the Dalai Lama and see a very warm person, yet very wise in his actions and thoughts.
I don’t see that very often with most religions, which is why I think the knowledge from other systems do not understand the systems in which they wish to preach.
It’s not that that other religions don’t have the capability to, it’s just to me, their actions do not reflect wise and knowledgable teachings, matched by their behaviors.
While I consider my self a Freethinker, I find tremendous beauty in the art of Buddhism, and even in a lot of art and music from religions like Christianity, Judaism, and Islam.
Whether it is music or temples built, I often ask myself how they let such anger and oppression get in the way of all that beauty. I mean, I understand, I allow my anger and frustrations get in the way of a lot of things, but the longing for knowledge to grow and be better should out weigh the pain and suffering, especially those inflicted by belief.
I would say that to me, my “spirituality” is art, music, film, psychology, and philosophy. I really don’t like the word “spirituality” because I don’t need a metaphysical explanation to the joy I have when looking at the stars or studying the universe.
I don’t need to invoke God, when listening to beautiful music, or looking at beautiful art. I can enjoy Buddhist statues and church choirs without needing to believe in anything.
I can even have crystals and jewelry for their beauty without thinking they need to heal me.
The art and beauty of these things is what makes them feel special to me. Not all the extra baggage we attach to them.
I think people think that an atheist or freethinker cannot see or feel the beauty of nature, nor cannot feel awe. This is the farthest from the truth.
In fact, I felt more awe and wonder from letting go of my beliefs than any other time in my life. I see so many new and amazing things about the universe, nature, and even our minds, when I kept questioning and looking farther than what I accepted.
I no longer needed horoscopes to give me direction, because there are many paths to discover in life by making better decisions. I didn’t need a psychic to tell me something to make me feel better, because I found answers I could use in psychology and science.
I didn’t need to pray to God to give me comfort in times of need, because I found out that there are a lot people working on these hard problems, and they are giving us great insights into our lives and our world.
I found the pieces in my life that gave me more meaning, more bliss, more love, and more life were found through the beautiful minds of other humans who took a chance and questioned something.
Yes, it is these same minds who have created darkness, hate, pain, and war. But it’s all fear. These are things we have been trying to understand for years.
Religion and spirituality was the attempt to solve these problems and understand it. And just like in my life, I tend to find that they never really do. These are just band-aids. They never really solve the problems.
I found through science and thinking that we have started to find better ways of seeing and thinking about these problems. I have found that great ideas come forth, and some not so good, but we build on the one’s that do.
For some reason, people think that takes away from the beauty and poetry in life, and I feel that it just adds to it. It’s beautiful when you learn something new about reality. Its poetry when you see nature at it’s finest, and yet understand it when it’s not.
It’s learning why there is so much shit in this world, and in our own minds. It’s the art we express, the songs we sing, the words we write, the films we make, the people we love, the life we live. Good or bad.
It’s like putting on a pair of glasses and seeing the world new. Yes, you can see it as shitty. But you can see it as great. The trick is to see it as why it is, and figure out how to live your life in it.
No, I sure as fuck don’t have all the answers. Not even close. I feel like the more I have tried to learn, the more I realize I have so much more to know. Anything you see me say, write, think or make, I could be wrong. I have been wrong thousands of times.
But maybe that will keep me busy until I can no longer think, and my brain no longer can function.
If the unexamined life was not worth living, I hope that my life was worth living. Most people are afraid of that examination. It’s not for everyone, and it is not required by everyone. This is just what I needed to do.
If this is the only life I have, I hope that I learned as much as I could. I lived, I learned and I love. I have been held captive by fear and anxiety. I have pissed off a lot of people along the way. I helped who I could, when I could. I have inspired and I have destroyed.
It was the carrying of that cross that made me reborn. It was the suffering that made me see. It’s a bitter lesson I still am trying so hard to learn. But so is humanity.
Let’s just hope it’s not a suicide of our minds, our dreams, and of our planet. Suicide is a form of problem solving. In reality, it’s an illusion that a problem cannot be solved. As real as it feels, sometimes we just have to spend a little more time on the problem. It’s hard when you are in the thick of it. I know.
Let’s hope that we become wise enough to see past the illusion we have created. If God is not an option, or at least the God we still have not defined, we must, as critical thinkers, take it upon ourselves to solve these problems. We only have us.
We can’t wait around for someone to save us, when we must start to save ourselves.