Category: Spirituality
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Tekmology
When’s the last time you used a map? The last time you used an encyclopedia? Developed a roll of film? When I think of all of the tekmology I use on a daily basis, it blows my mind. You don’t have to go to the gas station, buy a map, find the place, then navigate.…
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What’s the Point, He Thought
He lay on the grass watching the invisible sky, comfortable, not feeling much of anything. There he was, a conscious human, aware of the fact that his consciousness was pondering its own existence, aware of the beauty surrounding him, although it didn’t touch him like he thought maybe it should. It was just there, as…
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The Symphony of Life
He sat with his back to the tree, eyes closed, listening. There was only the music of the forest, the summer breeze tickling the leaves which shimmered back and forth, waving at their guest below, welcoming him to their protective canopy. The songbirds chirped from the swaying treetops, and in the distance a woodpecker battered…
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Gratitude
It’s impossible to be happy all the time. Who would want to be? The downs are what make the ups so enjoyable. The downs are what make the ups possible. Obviously we want to maximize the ups in quantity and degree and minimize the downs, but a lot of the time it’s beyond our control,…
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Some Perspective
A woman is on the train across from you and her two young children are yelling and running around, bumping into people, hitting each other. She lets it happen and just sits there silently. You think to yourself what a terrible mother she is, and how inconsiderate she is for letting her kids act that…
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Living in the Present
We’ve heard some variation of it a million times: live in the present, stay in the moment, be in the now, etc. As much as it is a cliche, as with most cliches, it’s quite valid. The problem is that most people think, “Yeah, yeah, live in the present, I get it,” but they don’t…
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City Wanderer
A lone man wanders through the streets From horns and lights his mind retreats His thoughts are with the flowing streams That each night occupy his dreams The busy people looking down Fingers typing, a slight frown The smiling man might have no home His spirit, though, is free to roam
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What Happens When You Die?
What happens when you die? When you die, you die. That’s it. That’s the end. You lose consciousness, you lose everything. What a sad thought. You must be afraid of death then, if you think it’s the end of your existence. Sad, yes, but it’s the truth. I’d rather be honest with myself for the…