I just read a post suggesting that if your dad is an abusive meth-head that beats you, it may just mean your spiritual self was a badass and chose that particular path/adventure/"thrill ride" from the other side of eternity.
Yes, the author used the phrase "thrill ride."
He went on to explain that nothing is really "bad" from an eternal perspective.
I wonder if he is getting ass-raped every night by a drunken foster parent, or has had his children blown to bits by US Drones. I wonder how badass he would view the "thrill ride" as being if in those circumstances.
What the author suggested may indeed be true. I have often thought of such things myself. Maybe this is all a ride we signed up for in some other realm, where we know everything, knowing we would take the plunge and become human. I get it, I really do. It is cool to think about. Honestly, though, a lot of this stuff just comes off sounding like pure bullshit when the world is looked at through truly open eyes. It sounds trite. Like saying "everything happens for a reason" to a grieving mother who has just delivered a stillborn baby.
It also keeps people apathetic about changing things here and now, because, "hey brah, it's all just a simulation."
This silly Nagasaki atomic bomb victim thought the burns were "bad." So unenlightened!There are now also several self-labeled anarchists on Steemit taking a similar tack with it comes to talking property.
You can USE the land you live on, but you CANNOT OWN IT. It's not fair that one dude worked really hard to build a whole apple orchard. He can't use that all at the same time, so it's okay if others steal that "extra land" from him, because property is not real!
NOTHING IS REAL NO BOUNDARIES BRO IT'S ALL GOOD. I am almost tempted to make one of those click-bait-y article titles from this idea of no property/arbitrary property regulations on others for "equality":
COMMUNIST DICTATORS HATE HIM! Read how one man got a 30 million body count in just two years!
Not that any of these folks want to kill people. Most of these folks are great, loving people. The idea of arbitrarily regulating what others can and cannot own however, is the beginning of that street.
I always am tempted to show up at the homes of these folks, post up on their couch for weeks on end, and eat all their food. Because, hey, YOU WEREN'T USING THAT FOOD IN THE FRIDGE. PEACE LOVE AND HAPPINESS!
Much respect to all these human beings, but Jesus, these ideas are trash.
I agree we should not be abusive. We should not exploit our planet to destruction. We should love others. We should pursue happiness. These things are the very reason a realistic perspective recognizing pain and the need for improvement, and the utter necessity of property are necessary!
I'll leave you with a brilliant quote from Robert Pirsig:
“…One day in the classroom the professor of philosophy was blithely expounding on the theory on the illusory nature of the world for what seemed the fiftieth time and Phaedrus raised his hand and asked coldly if it was believed that the atomic bombs that had dropped on Hiroshima and Nagasaki were illusory. The professor smiled and said yes. That was the end of the exchange.
“Within the tradition of Indian philosophy that answer may have been correct, but for Phaedrus and for anyone else who reads newspapers regularly and is concerned with such things as mass destruction of human beings that answer was hopelessly inadequate. He left the classroom, left India and gave up.”
~Robert M. Pirsig, ZEN AND THE ART OF MOTORCYCLE MAINTENANCE.
~KafkA
(None of the above is meant as a personal attack on anyone. This is how I express myself, and I realize that it is an irritant to some, but, nevertheless, this is me, for better or for worse. All in the spirit of heated and fruitful ARGUING! I mean..umm...discourse and sharing...or some hippie bullshit like that.)
Graham Smith is a Voluntaryist activist, creator, and peaceful parent residing in Niigata City, Japan. Graham runs the "Voluntary Japan" online initiative with a presence here on Steem, as well as DTube and Twitter. (Hit me up so I can stop talking about myself in the third person!)