consciousness [Theme] Page 3

In fact, you cannot achieve more than what you are now because your current level of consciousness is limiting you.

This world is too dirty, it does not strive for the future.

The mass consciousness of people believes that everything that happens in the world is unconsciously determined in a common brain network.

... Fog... an adept of Silence... it envelops the consciousness with snow-white lace... a sip... the air is viscous... the aftertaste of November is on the tongue... bittersweet... already or yet... it doesn't matter now ... I want to drink it, inhale it until dizziness ... rush down the stairs with springy steps, out of habit counting everything to the last step ... just not to stumble ... how I want to quickly dive into his milky embrace ... dissolve in him...

But this emptiness can manifest itself in different ways. It can become hell, or it can help clear your mind and start from scratch.

We sow not only the seeds of creation, but also destruction, accidentally dropping them into fertile soil.

Consciousness takes the form of any object to which it is directed.

Stop and take care of yourself. Your body needs you, your feelings, your mind.

- There is no edge that makes us more than just the sum of the parts. There is no turning point at which we become alive. You can't define consciousness, because consciousness doesn't exist. People like to think that we perceive the world in some special way, but we live in plots as narrow and closed as machines, rarely doubting our own choice. For the most part, obeying those who say what's next.

I once read the hypothesis that the human mind, like peacock feathers, is an extravagant display to attract a partner. All art, literature, Mozart, William Shakespeare, Michelangelo, the Empire or Building is just a complicated marriage ritual. It may not matter that we have achieved so much because of a basic instinct. But of course, peacocks hardly fly, they live in mud, peck insects from dung and comfort themselves with their great beauty. I learned to perceive consciousness as a burden, as a load, and we saved them from it: anxiety, self-hatred, guilt - only machines are free, free here, under my control.

It's not that there's not enough money; the main thing - even impoverished, they cling to a world where money is a virtue, and poverty is vicious. They, the losers who believe in the code of money, are destroyed by the consciousness of the obscenity of poverty. They don't even think of spitting and just living.

Citizens! Have consciousness! The hearse is not rubber! There are no more places!

Your mind is filled with vanity. In this state, you can neither ask the plant nor hear it.

And even more paired with milk. Definitely without sugar, because he is the third in this tandem