The Aloneness Of The Human Being

{Summary}

– Introduction
– Irony of terminology
– Birth
– The aloneness of the couple
– The Aloneness of the human race and of planet Earth
– Aloneness and the challenge of transcendence

{Introduction}

The human being is an alone being. They might feel lonely or may not. Thus it is fair to be aware of the difference between being alone or feeling lonely. The latter is not the concern of the following analysis.

It is true that humans till now due to their limitations in relation to perception, and I mean here the general public, have not succeeded into agreeing on the other forms of existence that a human presence may take. Thus I must only use the concept of the physical embodiment in order to give you an instance of how a human is alone. It would be fair to add that I might include other abstract concepts for my analysis.

{Irony of terminology}

It is strange that it is rare to find a definition of the word alone without it being linked – The nature of the link being a negation- to another concept.

However, the first experience of the human being is a lone and sole one – that is consciousness-. Not related to anything else but the self. Not related to anything but the letter I. Following this way of thought one might think that the definition in itself of the word should represent its own concept. To be under the form of: a term to term definition, instead of negating another experience that is togetherness.

Since the experience of aloneness is a unique experience and does not need anything else to be defined upon it. To be alone is to be by one’s self. Sadly enough – I might grab your attention herein to the irony of this occurrence – in most cases (social interactions for instance) this experience is very much mistaken and suffers a great deal of stigma, ignorance and shame. Usually, this happens, in confusion with the feeling of loneliness. The irony being the possibility for other terms to suffer the same shame as their fake synonyms. Which is a very superficial and blind, rude and judgmental social approach.

{Birth}

Since there is much debate about gender these days I will use the term *They* or *Their* instead of it, he or she when I mean a human.

The human being as far as their memory or social knowledge can go, starts their journey inside the mother’s womb. I mean by social knowledge the shared memory of relatives, or health care officials of the moment of birth or of the experience of being and growing inside another body. One might think that the experience of the human being is related to others because they are somehow the offspring of two persons, or may be that the experience of being nurtured inside another human is a unique experience of togetherness. I understand this point of view but I cannot stop myself from thinking that it is somehow meaningless. For instance, does the mother know exactly what her baby is thinking, or if they think or not think at all. Is the mother able to translate any will of communication after birth of the child, is she able to feel exactly his needs and directly translate them? I know that some mothers have a strong intuition but it is neither a translation nor a direct understanding of the needs of the child. It is only some kind of knowing that does not involve the being of the child fully. It is a lone capacity in itself: To know what your kid or baby wants and does not involve in any way their own consciousness. Since the baby is an alone being from their first birth and before as well.

Let me represent here some of my thoughts on the process of creation of the human being and its relation to the experience of aloneness. Again, let me remind you, as mentioned before in the introduction, that I am only basing my analysis here on the agreed upon inner experiences of reality. I did so in order for this modest writing to be an input for critics to the general public including atheists or agnostics.

They go as follow,

I am. I am inside some thing. I am inside someone. But still I am alone here in the darkness of the womb. I need to eat. I am born. I am out in the world. I am born. I cry. I stare at my surroundings. I am alone. I am lifted by this person I do not know. I am forced to call her mother. But I don’t know her.

Short Analysis,

The human being after attaining consciousness, if it occurs of course, does not stop by expressing internally all his thoughts by the term I. They are concerned and are conscious of each segment of awareness – Whether being based on their needs or just by their perception-. So from birth the human being is experiencing aloneness and somehow should make their journey on this planet pretending to be related to people they have never knew or seen before.

{The aloneness of the couple}

I need to specify first what i mean by a couple. First of all, one of my motivations or rather reasons for writing this short analysis is the experience of intimacy we see in unique relationships.

I mean by unique, an experience that is not superficial: An experience of togetherness that is born from deeper matters.

I exclude here couples who agree on being together just to do as society pressures them or inspires them to do. Especially the popular phenomenon we notice on the media. Any relationship related to appearing cool or attending to the trends of attraction in the public scene: Some kind of blind imitation or shallow copycat. This latter is not the concern of this writing.

However, the context in which dwells our concern for intimacy does not have to be emptied from any kind of affinity for personal aesthetics or social exhibitionism. In other words, it should not be the main reason for the bond. Since the root of such matter should be profound and might even be – under another context – of an otherworldly nature. On the other hand this otherworldliness may be just the amplification of certain human emotions and somehow the suppression of other ones.

In the sake of semantics I would like to mention that what people would name love or lust or any term under the same umbrella may align to what I am willing to discuss in the following.

I think the best way to share my thoughts on the aloneness of couples is by getting the reader involved into an imaginary process under the form of a little story.

Feelings, possessiveness, and desire

– X and Y are in mutual love and lust.

– Y loves X selfishly, wants her only for himself and X does the same.

– X wants to be Y’s only and Y feels the same.

X and Y – being two alone persons – have their own lives. When they live their individual lives they are both conscious of their aloneness. Asynchronous availability of both of them is the proof of their individual aloneness. But when they share space and time things happen.

A moment of togetherness (of the two bodies).

– Y may take X into his arms while X will let herself being taken by him.

– X being in total submissiveness, awe, and under the charm and the aura of her lover, loses herself in an instant off time.

– X experiences Y in what might be similar to the dream state. Those dreams when you are only a watcher. You are the all-knowing eye but you have no physical or any other kind of substantial presence. You are omnipresent.

So the question is: Is that moment, being fully present, a breach of the aloneness of X? Is it really a moment when she is no longer alone?

– X is still conscious but her inner is filled more by the presence of Y.

– X melted into the presence of Y and Y is able to see her dissolve into him. It only makes him fade into her dying sleepy stare.

Whereas that exact moment of togetherness, of intimacy, is somehow off time and space, but is it really off their individual aloneness?

I might state that this is still difficult for me to think through. However the only thing I can say is:

X and Y, as a couple, are alone in that exact moment: An alone entity. Whereas the entity being a mixture of two astral bodies in awe and submission to and for each other.

{The Aloneness of the human race and of planet Earth}

The human race – alone in its intelligence amongst the rest of the known species in the animal kingdom – are the only ones who have maintained a history and even developed their civilization and technologies to a greater level to the extent of living out of their environment that is the land or ground.

Thus the human race are an alone species when it comes to comparing them with the other forms of lives on planet earth.

However, and very rarely, humans stop for one moment and think deeply about this aloneness on the planet. No other equal species. They live on their own.

No way to communicate with other species: Only theories or simulation of mutual understanding. However in reality the animal kingdom is a kingdom that is also on its own. It belongs to nature as a scenery forming the environment for the lone human.

Thus planet earth till now is the only planet supporting life. Imagine one planet spinning in the middle of darkness, where there is no sound, no light, nothing. Our planet being an alone one in its uniqueness.

Humans are indeed magnificent beings because they have managed to penetrate the physical constraints of air, ground, and seas.

In our millennium humans are doing multiple research studies, experiments and inventions in order to visit other astral objects. But for what really? Isn’t it obvious that the human being should stop looking, stop reaching out to the unknown and to the dark? For the human is a lone being, sole and living on its own till death proves us wrong if it does?

{Aloneness And The Challenge Of Transcendence}

Before advancing my theories or thoughts, I must remind the reader, that this whole writing is an object for constructive criticism. Since it will enable me to rethink and do more research to see the problematic from another perspective and even publish other editions of the actual writing.

Penetration of the aloneness by the supreme, unknown or divine: The experience of transcendence.

This part is just an opening for further writings and should be considered under the attention of the reader as a preface for another take on the issue of aloneness.

Transcendence can be seen as a spiritual experience since the being of the spirit – under different theological contexts – is a mean for communication with the divine. It can also be considered as the manifestation or rather the discovery of and connection to the root self. That is the astral body of the human being.

Apparently there are stages for the alone human being to go through before reaching that phenomenon. The stages being related to the elements of earth, water, fire and air, then divine light. A struggle in between the earthly body, the heart and the mind in order to experience one’s spirit and then the supreme and higher intelligence. A discipline of purification of some sort under divine care from the chains of the human ego.

Divine light might shed on the alone human being making him vulnerable to the experience of what’s above the limits of his own and lone experience of his self. Thus being aware of the divine light that was kept inside, folded and hidden.

You can now ascend to the heavens, to the upper sky and go through the other realms.

Here comes my wonder: Will the human being, under this spiritual transmutation, be broken from the chaining cage that is aloneness?

Self.
Last Edition: 16:18 07/11/2016
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An Inner Journey: October Is Near

Side Note: The last part of this writing is a lucid dream i had during the last days of the holy month of Ramadan. A first of this degree.

While trying to find a way to handle or to control this abrupt unbalance of my inner well-being, i have found myself looking for a hidden trail. It was not my intention to look for it in the beginning. On the contrary, I tried to forget about its existence. At that time, It did not exist at all. Somehow, and against my will, signs started showing. Hints that proved its strong chance to manifest itself as a ruling pattern: The dreary visions of life. Not life as the whole living creation since nature still holds its grip on my soul, flushing my inner temple with such a soothing tranquility. Nature, one of my rare possible escapades. At this point I am still on the surface of things. I did not dive in enough nor I took distance from within to perceive them as merely visions. Unfortunately they still seemed related to the real world, representing my actual physical surrounding.

While in the middle of this unfaithfulness, I asked my self, how can I come back to my root self: The ancient and ethereal being? Have I ever made contact with it? Am I just the pilling up of solely earthly matter and a poor track of fading memories? Have I forgotten what all of this is about? I keep starring at these tired, cold human faces and bending backs. Hollow creatures as they appear to be. I keep telling myself, am I not one of them? However, in each time I know and feel that something is lacking… Is this a curse? Have I done something wrong?

I am still skeptic to all of this however I still feel like my magic is disappearing or rather leaking. I have the impression that I am turning slowly into a hollow vessel. Is there someone here? Is there someone? I need to find the key to my hidden tomb, I need to touch my astral body, I need to open the gates of the surreal…
And there in front, stood three icy, thin and tall identic mountains. I am walking on a wooden alley. A very cool air is caressing me. In my right, some Asian carps swimming, and a small floating wooden vapor machine. In my left, green and thick short bushes. I can feel the cold of the clouds facing me, but behind my back, at my right, I hear a movement. I feel a presence, a dark one. As I turn my head I am confronted to a shady stare, having the appearance of a man, I have the certainty it is not. Deep inside, there is a strong knowing that it ain’t what it seems to be. The shadows are lurking in his side and suspicious stare. The intruder is here. I shall wake up now and disappear from this other-worldly existence.

A stronger and crucial reality still and had always existed elsewhere… And will always be till and after the end of times…

 

Self.

End Of The World – Part I

This is a story of the future. There is a belief that someone from the future had made contact with a local from our life time. This local resident was willing to confide in me.

Planet Earth survived the international nuclear war. Survived remains still a vague term because if you look in to the state of nature you will notice a major degeneration. There is only two seasons and they are covering the whole planet: The nuclear fall and summer. Each week millions of people die. The people left alive are mostly mutants, deformed or disabled they are no good to anyone and to their turn count the days before their certain death. Animals, insects, birds and fish have known the same fate. Their genetic code has been altered hence new forms of beings emerged. The number of healthy humans who did not get affected by the nuclear calamity is in the scale of ten millions based on a worldwide statistics.

There is only one government ruling the planet. The heads of this authority are the offspring of the ones who ruled the world in the shadows decades ago. Now their identities are known to the public. They are ex-members of the earliest leading industries, the military, oil, alcohol and cigarettes, medicine and the meat industry. Others are ex-heads of the biggest financial organizations and of course ex-godfathers who kept their business in the black market over the entire world. People who have made it to this governing table have now the greatest responsibility, a weight that no one has ever lifted before.

The execution of the decisions and policies should be passed over the table of counselors. They hold the last word on these political matters. Either they will accept or deny. This table gathers different philosophers, artists, intellectuals, and the heads of the lasting cults who somehow maintained their authority and might over the decades.

The state of affairs during this critical age is a bit different from what the human history have witnessed. The universal values which humans have always fought for had been diminished and altered. Human rights are no longer a flag you will hold high or defend during court trials.

There is this wave of darkness that invaded each human heart. The secrets of creation have been unveiled. Every human before sleep gets awestruck by a vision, a dark sky, a dark sea, and a fading celestial object. May be a moon, may be a planet, or a star.

The underlying confidence of the heads of government has been lost. All that has been left is a mask of sanity. Behind the mask, every charismatic figure has lost their mind. They all think the same but don’t have the courage to share it.

“Life now is pointless. You are powerless. Millions of people die each year because of their weak immunity systems. Our bodies will soon know the same fate. The new scientific inventions that we are using to maintain or prolong our life time are not that efficient. No hope is left and there is no place where to hide. Our race will be exterminated and no one will be able to stop this calamity. Our lives are pointless. This game will end soon.”

The philosophers are on the same boat. Something that never happened before. Philosophy has always been the representation of the multitude of schools of thoughts. Now their ideas are the same. No question has been left to wonder.

“It is all clear now. This natural instinct of survival was a hoax. How come people of the past were motivated by this lame and insane idea? There is no need or motive to protect one’s life.”

Away from the table of counselors, the heads of cults have appointed a secret meeting. This round table in the shadows has seven chairs. Every authority has brought a copy of their own holy scriptures. They have all agreed on making a new sacred book. The book will contain only one chapter. And it should be inspired by elements of their cult beliefs. These elements will be featured only for the purpose of denial. The last verses were:

“In order to swim into the dark sea
In order to look up at the dark sky
In order to reach the fading astral object
We have to end our existence on this dying world
We have to end it for once and all
We have to leave soon”

To be continued.

Self.

The dilemma of human life from a deviant perspective

The following is an input for philosophical consideration to question the status quo of the universal and agreed upon moral system. It is not in my intention to promote violence or any antisocial behavior. If you are inclined or at risk of committing any harmful or antisocial acts, seek professional help immediately.

Have you ever wondered about the unbelievable number of human beings on earth ? Their number rise and rise after each generation and by then consume more natural resources and harm the planet. What i am going to discuss here is not the human hazard that tracks and threatens the symbiosis of our planet but rather something else.

The way multiplicity has played its role in the spread of the human breed does not seem a valuable one. I see and notice a pattern of presentation. A pattern that repeats itself to the point that i begin to lose my temper and by then having a difficulty sustaining a sense for good judgment. Some of you may argue that the human consciousness is more than just a matter of presentation. I think you are right but somehow i feel that something lacks. Something that gives these low form of life a value. The only way i can put it is that many great minds or spirits have never asked for any kind of appreciation or self worship. If they did i would understand. But the thing is there are billions of humans who think they are the center of the universe and somehow that planets should spin around them. I still struggle to find the exact words or any way of expression that will allow me to project my intimate and alienating disgust of the human race. It just feels like that this great number of humans along with the multitude of hierarchies that represent authority should be annihilated in one short instant in order to have a new set of thoughts concerning the real meaning or in other words, the real value of human life on this planet.

My Deviant Self

The human condition: Responsible for all doom

The human condition on planet Earth may seem to take a plethora of forms however they have something in common, something in which they all collide and by then define a certain model. The following analysis is based on the model.

Hatred of the human race is a component of this model, but rarely in which you encounter a presentation of some form.

You try to lean on the window in an attempt to see the outer world, where life supposedly happens, but you only see many silhouettes walking, either in a group or alone. These humans walk and talk or just walk. This whole phenomenon seems one of the pointless ends at all. How come the end or rather the result of a process of some sort, shallow thinking, would lead these humans to walk, and talk.

This social behavior as poor as it seems is something that i cannot relate to but not the only one: The social exposure of the human being is another pointless element. Why the human being tends to appear under a certain umbrella of styles, why nurture your biological body for show.

Some of these humans, as a result of a mixture of randomness and fake expectations, have come to construct a mutual longing. This longing had never proved to break the wall made by the four dimensions. A wall as gigantic and impenetrable as it is. There is some kind of belief that these links have nothing to do with what construct the reality of the human being, and as a result of such a harsh and strong thought any kind of life should end within the human shelter.

As misanthropic as it seems the hatred experienced within against the existence of humans is indeed a real issue. Especially if we note the fact that the current reasoning has been processed through a human brain. But still, i hope and even wish that the responsible actor represents an unaware tunnel of some kind of alien intelligence.

Self

User Friendly Smoking

I abstain from sharing these thoughts because i do not like to appear offensive and also because i think they know this already. But i wanted to challenge myself and make some of my inner views on some topics public.

NOTICE: This is more of a reaction to the new comers into the world of smoking dependency, especially young girls. If you are already addicted i do not think this is worth reading. If you are contemplating the idea or just teasing with cigarettes this might be something i would like to share with you with all due respect to your personal human experience on planet earth.

NOTE:

More and more girls are drawn to smoking nowadays, as a way to deal with stress, and in the same time giving them a sense of belonging to the “fuck authority” club, while subconsciously emulating the behavior of people they look up to. Once addicted there is no way out, it becomes a biological need.

Side Notes:

Fuck Authority Club: a revolted sibling or relative against family rules, bad boys/girls at school against academic authority, actors/actresses/models having an image of “i do not care about society or what others think”.

It is to be mentioned that the fuck authority club is an immature response to the abuse of the system, it is a baby stage of human development, a non responsible way to alter the oppression of others. It is the famous stage of abuse called DENIAL. One should not be stuck there for so long, because it is a self destructive behavior to do so. Have a dignity for yourself even if you like to think that it is the others fault, do not put yourself within victim area or blame cycle. The human mind is so powerful but before it should regain its dignity. Being healthy represents a form of respect to our bodily image, or towards our carnal embodiment.

Being vulgar or angry, being emotional in an unhealthy way is what makes you weak against the different authorities encountered during your journey, there is no more frightening thing to them than opening up your mind, go along with reason and respect your human heart.

 

Ascend to where no one can abuse you. Ascend to the stars.

 

Tef.

 

From womb to tomb, part 1

A journey of a time traveler

Identity

Our friend the time traveler is indeed a human being, his body travels only towards the future with the same speed as his other fellow humans, however his mind, sadly enough, can not stop traveling to the past, past times but same places his body was in.

Incarnation

From womb to tomb, the womb was not chosen, it was the first shelter for his unconscious little body, waiting inside another human, a female, for the moment of birth, waiting, waiting, and waiting … Once outside, once the years had passed, the time traveler started looking around, there are two people calling themselves parent, i have never seen them before, and other siblings …

What gatherings of humans agreed on to be real

Well when i go outside, i walk on land, i can touch the land, the land helps me get up and walk, i see trees, i see green, i touch the trees, i am in and with nature on this huge big rock, i think this is my spaceship, a spaceship ? space ? i look up, i see the sky, what is this ? i can not touch the sky, at morning it is clear blue, at night it is dark, but with beautiful little shining entities, they are so beautiful, i keep looking and looking at them every night during my childhood, it was the only escape for me, escape from abuse, escape from self loathing, escape from this thing called reality; so i said to myself, i can not touch the sky, i can not touch the stars, and it is the same in each land of this planet, we share the same cosmos, and it looks so beautifully dark at night, this is SURREAL! at morning, sometimes i see huge, very huge white clouds, they seem like they are covering what was left of my sight, and they are different each day, and they are different on each corner of this huge rock, this is SURREAL, the sky is the first thing that defied the concept of realism for me, when i look at the sky, i know that what seems real from established dispositions of our senses is not the only thing that is here for us, there are other features of this splendid creation;

Creation ?

The time traveler, even if he does not recall his birth, even if he does not recall if he had a past life ? another existence, may be before his journey on planet earth, i have used the term before, but somewhere time can lose its meaning; language is not helping me describe that state off time; well the time traveler had a belief that his journey is not a random one, as he traveled through time, his heart recognized many signs, signs for the heart, and sometimes for the mind too, that this, all of this is not for no reason, his belief was that all of this, his journey as well, have a reason, a created life experience by the one, the creator, a lone divinity that exceeds anything that our fragile and limited mind could grasp, when the brain stops in front of the inability to perceive the reality of God, the heart believes and makes the mind to submit to the truth, a chosen truth;

[To be continued, by Tef]