Moving towards simplicity is an act of going above and beyond the sophistication and of the mundane where everything becomes a show: A living show where life is fashioned to be in a certain way of make believe. It became so polluted that every aspect of the so-called modern life dominated by that superficial form to such an extent that creativity is no longer the base of being but a question the more one is better at mastering techniques of non authenticity, the more one is acknowledged.
Every aspect of life is so organised that it is no longer about being but more about playing a role. No need to be oneself but more of being that one is not, a case of a superficiality unlimited where it is also an apparent struggle where the individual always seek to not only lived in such a mode of being but verily seek to mesmerise others about. Plaudits and acknowledgement are granted to those who are in many ways exponents of an artistry of both subjugating others whilst keeping on airing those non authentic ways. Modern life thrives on that way of being where one who plays that role of being what one is one to a sophistry beyond belief. And yet this is precisely what is acknowledged as being the norm or the way forward in this crude world where success is no longer pro activity but a plain reactive form. The one who shouts more, or who is more violent and or better at conning others becomes the achiever. The idea of being involved for its own sake no longer is there. It is about winners and losers. Or to play a role most effectively is what the game is all about. The centre stage is sadly dominated those who promote such a culture of divisions or separatism.
Applauded as skill, the few prospered whilst the many also seeks to emulate the former in also aiming to be that which one is not or it is all a movement towards a constant moving away from that base of being who….what one is. The life arena was so polluted in that even at the core of relationship that mode of falsity is about, or a way which simply perpetuate the same system all over again and again.As every other keeps on moving on towards such a mode which in a way has become a paradigm for others to follow.
The lack is simply that one has become far too much an expert in a way of life which neglects the basics. Or the base of relationship which suffers as one aims to develop and or be a bit more of what one may be to a perfection. In that climax of being sacrifices are made whilst the subject remains a zero at the core of being. To be that which is not has taken over from that which one is as one keeps on going searching for that which may never be. Non authenticity in action where all is measured through a make believe.
People all over the world has taken such masteries at heart that there is a feeling that it had taken over at the core life where one not merely keeps running onwards towards that which ensures one but further away from authenticity; or the latter is lost in the form of that keeps one entangled in that superficial mode. In the process, what is nor perceived is precisely that way of being which calls on one to be prudent and alert towards a way of being which to be sure questions frantic and frenzy life where one always plays a role rather than being oneself.
With a call to stop and reconsider makes one a kind of almost a villain in a world which prefers its own kind.A kind of an hatred taking over where one readily is there to be engaged in one’s projects rather than seeking to work in a unison free of that mode of non authenticity. After all one operates in the realm of the material where all things relates to and are of the mundane. That simplicity is gone and instead emerges a way of being which is simply about an onslaught on one self which the subject may not even realise. The world of leaders/ led and or so-called democracy ensures that there is a trap at the core of existence where conceit, vileness, and arrogance operates along with its superficiality: A classic case of setting some against others with the proletariat acquiescing to such a modal existence.
The call to simplicity is precisely a questioning of the way of the temporal….that mundane form which keeps one subjugated and or being a truncated being. May one move on from a fragment way towards a more accomplished being. Is there a such a chance still in a life so dominated thus far by technology and technicalities that even the core of existence is so fashioned ? Or are we doomed?
Yet opportunities is there as one is locked in a confinement where the call is to question, question and question everything about and around us. Are we ready for this or is this too much to see that lack which presents itself where one is but a victim of the prey of that aspect which perpetually offers no hope from due to its blatant espousal of the mundane? May one be able to break free in order to perceive the format into which we are now fully entangled or that vicious circle of a pretence mode for excellence. Is there a way out of this mode of being where one no longer has to play fiddle about and or keep engaging in that mode which is basically being what one is not but a mere automaton breathing, living , and existing in such a state just for the sake of it. There is no escape from that format which for ever takes one away from oneself on towards fun activities or a a way lived and abiding by the unreal where the real has been put away and or brushed side. It is a kind of a tipsy turvy way of being where the frenzy takes all and the rest simply just watch and applaud in awe to carry on or perpetuate again that same viral awkward and distressing mode which the subject is yet to come to come to grips with.
Or one may observe that life is perhaps a little more than just the mere form of make believe. One has to awake and take pride and engage in a proactive mode which may then perhaps just start to take matters a little further away from those form of delusions or make believe whether it is through those so-called pettiness fun and or those games or sports and similar madness way of being. Amidst such confusions, can one awake and be sensible?
Mundaneness…….
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