I've wondered this for a long time now and have little clue what I'm talking about.
But how conscious are we?
If I really think about it and by that, I mean, not giving it too much thought (if that makes sense).
Nothing really feels optional; our emotions, our personality, our being, what makes us "evolved and conscious" consistently evades not just our understanding. Because we are so out of our depths, we don't even know what we're trying to understand.
It begins to feel like so much more.
Like being avoided by our most desperate sense of familiarity, our only real comfort.
Like the world has collapsed and we're all on the brink of being able to stop the fires and fix it but, we can't quite remember the function of our purpose.
How We Can Define Our Purpose
Death of Socrates
To define our purpose, I deeply believe we need to go out of our way to face challenging obstacles and take on responsibility. To do this, there are simple steps one can take toward defining and beginning to know themselves.
Being Responsible
We must be accountable for who WE are and what we do. Nobody says this anymore but, we are especially responsible for OUR THOUGHTs as much, if not more than our actions.
Creating A Structure for Your OWN Value
Aim for Fulfillment, Not Happiness
Don't Be A Bitch, Be Consistent
Rinse and Repeat
These steps sound simple, but In practice seem nearly impossible. How can they be so difficult and what does defining our purpose have to do with exploring our conscious thought?
What Does Thought Have to Do with Purpose?
What we think is who we are. This simple statement has more weight and value than anybody ever tells us in full. Our thoughts are a realm of so much possibility and where we hide our actual selves. They are our only comfort and our biggest threat. Our thoughts become our friends only to become the enemy without a moment's notice.
I often begin to believe that many of our thoughts are not exactly our own. This leaves us with a bit of a problem. If our thoughts aren't always ours, then who or what do they belong to, and how do we control them? What the actual hell are they?
Our thoughts could be considered, for lack of a better term, the culmination of thousands of years of genetic and psychological experiences. We are sort of like a piece of those experiences a small part of a much more complex set of selves constantly at odds with one another and society. Constantly lashing out our ourselves and exacting our unconscious influence, exploring, learning, adapting, nurturing, and attempting to destroy. These experiences could almost be described as inherited but, it's more.
Our souls, our connection to something higher than us, seem to be personified and entailed by these experiences of us and our ancestors from even 10,000 years ago. chaos and potential
The conscious self is the sole competitor to chaos.
There has to be a point where it all just makes sense right?
Let's find out together.
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