Nationality in general...and whatnot

I'm sure many would like to think that being part of a nation i.e Russia, USA, England etc provides great unity between people. We'd like to think that our land borders are there to signify our greatness as a unit of man. And yes in some sense it is true, but a very primitive way of thinking. ''How so?'' I hear you ask. Well it's no surprise that most of European cultural beliefs and standards of 'doing things the right way' i.e not putting your hands in the pockets especially when talking to a stranger( we do this passively most of the time), saying phrases like ''bon apetit'' before starting meals or hitting glasses of alcohol together with one-another before drinking it collectively, derive from the middle age's cultural standards. Back then you had to take hands out of your pocket in order to emphasize harmlessness, meaning you don't mean anyone harm and come unarmed, we say "bon apetit" because upper class citizens had food fests where they ate so much food they had to puke it out in order to make room for more, but it was so nasty that they encouraged themselves by saying ''bon apetit'' aka ''enjoy your meal'' and hitting glasses together when it comes to drinking was because poisoning used common, so to show our trust in another and show others that the drinks have not been poisoned we hit the drinks together so hard that the fluids would mix, so IF someones drink was poisoned all of the group would get poisoned equally(including the one who planted the poison), meaning nobody can escape.

Traveling obviously wasn't as high-tech as it is now, it took weeks, months, sometimes a year to get to a destination. So the perception of the world was gigantic, it took a lot of time to get from one end of the country to another. So why did nations mean a great deal back then? Since the distances were vast, people didn't mix all that well, thus creating cultural walls between nations. Every nation was different, yes, but far enough so we didn't see many other cultural customs. Because of that we deepened our own ways. However that created a bit of hostility between nations, because as we know in a mindset of "unity", the odd one standing out must not be like-minded therefore a threat our very being. I dare say that in some sense we were right back then, if we had constant cultural mixing we wouldn't have that much culture to study today and they tried to preserve that, now if that's a good or a bad thing that's up to you to decide, but I find cultural differences beautiful.

We still have our own ways of perceiving things that are culturally accustomed and that's good, I find it incredibly alluring how we each see the same object or action in a totally different light. We may have gestures that look similar but 1000km from us they mean a completely different thing. With the dawn of new age upon us we ought to encourage cultural mixing more.
So where does this leave nationalities and nationalism?

We have laws in every country to regulate 'immigrants' i.e people from another culture who come to stay among another culture because they prefer whatever that culture has to offer. Why prevent that? We shouldn't be scared of cultural mixing, the travel time between continents has decreased so much that trying to prevent blending is pointless. Now I know what you're thinking, if we open up every border how do we know when to protect our citizens, or in other ways of saying, our nations cultural relics? What if I said to that, that we don't need to protect ''our'' people, because each and every one of us is a person, all of the population is people. And they are just as much our people as your neighbor or your daughter. What if I said, that instead of protecting your people, we should protect the one in need of protection?

I see people stand tall and proud in front of others saying that their nation is greater than the one next to it, simply because that country has broader borders. How is that a place for pride? Why would one be proud of something that hinders their sight of the world? Now I live in a small country, where we had to fight for our freedom, for our independence even though I don't quite understand why. We nearly fail at being independent yet I still see people being proud and thumping their chests saying they are proud to be of this nation, yet I doubt they even have contributed to our culture that even makes this nation stand out. I no longer see a point in this arrogance, yes I understand blood has been spilled in the past in order to achieve independence, but why be proud of something so vile? One is proud of being independent because another sacrificed himself in order to get you that pride. It makes no sense, because the land is still the same, the climate didn't change, there has been nothing so significant that I can call ''worthy'' of such a sacrifice to get independence. So why have borders on our way of perception? Isn't it better to know more about the world than to scowl at your brother 1000km away from you?

I propose a new way of thinking, quite many are actually familiar with this out of the box way of thinking, but maybe it should be heard outside of the smaller communities to a larger audience? Instead of calling yourself Russian, American, Italian, Spanish etc try ''Worldean'' you are just as much part of the world as the other. Your significance in terms of the entire population is equal to the person next to you. And lets be honest, with so many newborns each day, we need to start thinking about ways to get along instead of waging wars at someone who comes from a different cultural background( even if culture isn't the motive ). Maybe if... ( I know this sounds crazy but..) we started to accept that all of us are equally in the same mess of a world we can unite as a whole and clear things up before our children have to experience another war...

...Try it, it's fun.

A path leading in a circular motion.

It's been ..

How do you keep giving to your reality when it gives nothing back? How does one have faith when faith constantly challenges him? How do I find my path when I'm constantly made to make a choice?

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Chapter one. Fight.

And I told the world that if it wants to bring me to my knees then it'll have to give it all.

A disciple of life is always content with where he is, a disciple of life will know when to stand down and when to fight. The traveler knows which path to take and where to rest, the traveler knows  the shortest routes to the best locations. The wanderer is content with who they are, they know exactly who to talk to and what to do whenever they are down, they go by in life with only them in mind but constantly grabbing people along, showing them wonder and venom. I said to myself, I'm a disciple of life, I shall challenge it and let be challenged by it. I said to myself I can take any blow it throws at me. Yes, indeed I am still standing but at what cost? I fought myself to hell, to someones nightmare and for so long that I was left in dismay. I created the world around me, and I danced with dreams and nightmares in the same masquerade party who I was the host of. Twisted and torn in both directions of good and bad I was still standing, ready to dance. But I could never win as a disciple against my master, I could never master life, I decided to leave the battle and hike...

Chapter two. Eastern winds.

I decided to walk: never been too fond of speed, I set myself on a course of existence. I wanted to find my way into meaning. I walked for miles,  I conquered my fears with every step taking me deeper and deeper into chaos. As a person with not much care for material nature I constantly kept losing bits and pieces of my self. The cloak and coat I decided to wear for my journey have been torn and barely give me heat. I traveled until I came to a spot where I could rest. An old shabby inn called ''A fork in the road'' south of responsibility and southeast from success. It was then when I realized I'm going nowhere, I don't have a destination. Conveniently enough, (to my ill-faith) the inn was at a crossroads. It didn't see many travelers but whoever passed by had an idea or goal in mind. I was welcomed with sorrow and confusion, yet I was warm. I had been sitting at the crossroads inn for a while until someone came along and asked directions from me. They were going where I just came from. I then remembered where I was and why I came. I was searching for myself way out here.

Chapter three. No choices.

I wandered for times and times, I had no goals or searches in mind. I was everything but content with myself. I tried to accept the fact that I have grown and gone and lived through what poisons me. I discovered what potential I do have, yet I never learned how to use it.

Circles, squares and triangles.

I wanted to mark my journey, I think I still do. It's called a tattoo, that will hopefully illustrate my arm and tell a story of where I'm from. I invested more in spirituality, even spiritual ''tools'', just to be accepting, to love myself so that I could love the world. I made no major decisions, I barely made decisions at all, I tried to get by in this wasteland. In the woods I did come by a few shifting figures, I never made much of it, but... it turns out they made much of me.




Chapter four. Responsibility and the crash.

I never quite was in peace with myself and they definitely knew. A constant reminder was being repeated from the haze, ''you are not who you think you are, you are who I think you are''. I didn't make much of it, decided that as far as decision making goes I don't need to worry myself with it. The announcer declared that I had no place until I submit. Once again I chose to make no choice, not realizing that this is also choosing. The message was clear and getting louder," I am not me, I simply no longer am." With anxiety and fading wonders I was being directed towards the heart of the storm. Sailors know well that the safest place to be in during a storm is at the middle of it. Unfortunately I'm no sailor and this was definitely not the storm they had in mind. Pushed into this void I realize that making decisions is not that bad after all. I knew that the universe will always accept my choices, my decisions and provide with what I want. Right?

Chapter five. Fire
Time has no real place here, it just simply isn't relevant anymore. I am now a key component in a flame that needs to keep burning. Not sure if I'm oxygen, fuel or warmth, but I'm in this cycle and there's no simple way to escape this without the fire burning out. How do I replace my source, why did I venture this far in the first place? I thought I was looking for myself - if that's true then why have I not found it yet? How do I provide to this flame when it gives me nothing in return apart from the fireplace where I'm ''welcomed'' to stay. The only thing that really burns in these flames in my eyes is the question ''Who, am I?''

The Cannabis Experience

It largely depends on the plant itself. What breed it is. The fresher it is the stronger ''hit'' you get. It works in a soothing manner, calming firstly your trachea then your oesophagus. If you let it it will relax the rest of your body starting with muscles and then ''shutting down'' the nervous system. Meditating or breathing exercises is encouraged because while your body is mostly shut down, the energies are scattered all around your body. And yes you can feel each and every energy in your body and can direct it. I'm guessing telepathy and levitation(incl telekinesis) is more likely when in this state, since you have absolute control over your entire  body's energies.
    When your body begins to shut itself off for energies to free flow, you lose your sense of time firstly, beginning to make little sense of passing moments. The feeling can be described as hopping back and forward in time, aka you are constantly reminding yourself what happened and visualizing it in your mind while making a new activity and remembering it while looking at it with your eyes.... so essentially you have two pictures swapping themselves[mental picture(in your minds eye) and visual picture(through eyes)]. I chose to go to sleep/meditate and have no real experience on how greatly it can affect your sensory systems also walking and moving is very much affected as I imagine eating and every other activity might be, such as listening etc.
    Meditation and breathing exercises. I started controlling my breathing. Taking in more and more air(and energy) with each breath until I could literally take in no more since there was no room left in my body to fill. After my breathing was corrected* I started directing energies the in my body, by then energies did not feel scattered all over the body, but more as waves throughout your body. I chose to direct energies into my main chakra points. Since each chakra has a different vibration to it and your bodily energies act as one collective wave you will experience plenty of somewhat ''shaky'' movements as your body adjusts to each energetic level. The lower chakras are much less dense than the higher ones therefore your body will move much slower along with the frequency, however once you hit the highest point your body will be shaking because the energy wavelenght is indeed very short. Each chakra point seems to have been assigned to a specific bodily organ such as lungs and heart, pineal gland, bladder etc.The spine however is controlled by all of the main chakras so it will move according to wave frequency(in the highest frequency every vertebra will be moving as to simulate the short wavelenght in a wave). When done with the meditation you will have removed blockages that don't allow energy free flow movement. This type of meditation is extremely encouraged for ill minds as it allows you to recalibrate each and every chakras energy intake at will, which in turn will make your bodily energies more balanced and less focused on the mind. In the end of the meditation your pineal gland will be active and excreting liquids(life force) which can sustain your body better than food therefore you won't have to eat.
    After effect. As I woke up, all my body seemed very functional(not that it wasn't before but it became fine tuned).  I am feeling light headed(as in I don't focus on my mind that much) and my overall body seems to be rather light and pure. The term which I will happily throw out there to describe what I'm feeling right now would be Clarity.
    Obviously this meditation can be done without the help of a stimulant, but when you're incapable for proper meditation then I highly recommend doing cannabis. For me it's a drug that allows me to enter different bodily states through mediation with ease.

* I'd like to point out that corrected means stabilized. Breathing is deep, calm and in tune with your body.
Normally, uncontrolled breathing is a separate mechanism that passively breathes, but while in a meditative state it becomes active and is one with your body.

Inside me

Inside my mind
there's a galaxy far beyond belief
Inside my soul
there is wisdom of love and adventure
Inside my heart
there is pity, hate, remorse and grief
Inside my head
there's a voice speaking in constant lecture
''it is time, you need to escape, you can no longer live as a thief,
stealing life away
without giving something in return, leaving all to decay.
It is time to leave this place in hopes to find new loves' texture,
it is now...
when you can be in your mind,soul, heart and head.''

I am a verse of the universe's song

H J says
so i like myself actually
kevin vaher says
es
yes
through me
you must understand one important aspect of life
I
am YOUR
creation
everyone is
who you see on the streets
they are fragments of your own imagination
that doesn't mean that they don't exist
but technically
the person before you
doesn't exist
until you acknowledge them existing
does this make sense?
I can still bring it down a bit more to scale
H J says
you know i wonder sometimes
hate it when i do this because i confuse myself so much
but
when they show you the video in physics class
where its your planet and then a planet thats a million times bigger
and then the galaxies
and basically take you to the line of our knowledge
and i feel like no one else ever thinks about this
but where did it actually come from
what is it
is it even here
and basically i just confuse myself so much i have to dismiss the thoughts
kevin vaher says
however
you forget an important aspect
what they show you
about galaxies
and planets and the entire universe
and universes aka multiverse
you forget an important thing
well you don't forget
because you're never introduced the idea
but what you see is juts
just*
ONE!
SINGLE
plain of existence
it doesnt' go only horizontally
but also parallel
aka dimensions
you'd think that the universe is like 3d
or actually more 2 d
you are here  .
after infinity
and in the end of infinity
you see               .
there
but in reality
you also go up
and down
on a dimensional scale
so you truly have INFINITY
so play with
H J says
okay but what i really mean it what's the 0 point
kevin vaher says
whole point?
of existing you mean?
H J says
no if you draw a graafik
4 veerandit
there's a zero
kevin vaher says
the zero point is you
which might be the hardest most simple thing to grasp
you ARE
the center of the universe
H J says
but somehow
im also nothing
kevin vaher says
haha
if that's what you believe
but on a technical scale you are literally everything
you are the universe experiencing human form through you
very hard to understand, isn't it?
but it's very
VERY
ever so simple
H J says
maybe someday
not today
kevin vaher says
nono
we can go a bit further
understand this
you are the center, how? well your universe differs from my universe, for example when you're in the same room with me, there is technically much more to that room taht you see, that I don't see
because it exists in your universe
now if you were to say that oh look.. there's that thing
and I notice it
then I'm moving reality
or SHIFTING
realities
to the reality where there indeed is the thing what you pointed at
BUT
it would still be different to how you see it
the same applies in the universe sense
you are the center of your very own universe
and you have literally infinity to play with
H J says
you could write a book about this
kevin vaher says
you can go up down left right diagonal backwards forward upsidedownsidewardswirlsaltobackwards
there's plenty of books out ther that contain this information
I am not a writer
more of a poet though
In some sense I am the verse of the universe's song

Do we really understand the meaning of freedom, aka can we cope with following our dreams?

So I've come to understand a very important aspect of human behaviour. As I browse the internet gaining my perhaps daily dosage of completely random information, I came across a post on imgur about an apparently pornstar(ex-pornstar it seems) reading children's stories to kindergarteners. It was at that moment when I realized the very moment in that particular woman's life might be a form of her dreams coming true. Let me explain this a little: we never actually have considered the ever so humongous possibility that a pornstar ..could actually have life dreams or goals to follow. A pornstar is obviously created to please a "man's" primal urge to satisfy some form of dominational  need [ on a primal scale we all ( male culture in general ) want to be in the alpha status ]. And knowing that we (males) look into porn only to get that primal surge and then forget about it. It seems to be irrelevant why would one offer herself to all these people in front of a camera - have we actually considered the possibility that this is also a form of reaching for the dream of an acceptable life that our media so sweetly lays before us and what the businesses so cruelly drag away from us. It doesn't seem appropriate that a porn star would ever even consider becoming a teacher or a kindergarten teacher one day, why is that? How does ones this one person or this one group of people really differ from any other group that has been blindly accepted in our society. In my understanding we're all slaves and bookers to some degree, maybe not physically, but mentally for sure. Is it really that difficult to accept ones profession and respect the faith they put in themselves to go through with it all? I find it odd that there are so many beatdowns in our ever so accepting community that most certainly supports your needs. I think it's time to refresh our thought patterns by starting to realize who you yourselves have become... We need to beak free of any ill thoughts of inequality if we're to evolve to the next stage of human evolution. There is not a single other species on this planet that doesn't understand and follow the notion of equality except the humans who choose not to believe in it.

Despair

What does a man do, when he has nothing to lose? Does he give up or does he find meaning? What should a man do when faced with a ''demon'', will he run or will he fight?

As time flows by my watch is still
11 pm it tells me with the faintest chill.
Time is no threat, mind is no threat
Corruption and disease have conquered my hill
This poem was never meant to be
and I won't be held in debt
I will not follow her nor he.
My own life shines as a beacon of hope
it's not drugs, but it feels like dope.
I can I will escape
I need to rid myself of this ugly estate.
It is told that the dimension will shift
I hope that soon I can catch a lift
To leave here and to see the light of day
I shall no longer feel dismay.
This poem was never meant to be
but I owe this to thee.