Watching always brings up interesting aspects about life, about us. Watching doesn’t really have an object. It watches everything, anything, in real time.
They can’t see where something is going in the long run. They also can’t get out of what’s happening now or what they’re doing because they believe they have no choice.
Totally reversed architecture, which to me seems like building a building from the outside—how it would look—rather than focusing on the inside: the material used, the foundations, the structural pillars that will withstand anything. Most of these structures end up falling, being swept away, or remaining dysfunctional.
Like someone said, “this is who I am,” considering himself to be a finished product.
You can’t see the future with the identity-construct mind. It forms the past as it wants to and projects a likable or “logical” future too. It’s not usually aware of the present, where all that can be tested, updated, changed, and opened.
People usually say, “if only I had known” or “I wish I had known then what I know now.” It always sounded like pointless sentimentality to me.
Someone who is aware, who lives in the present, who sees the inner architecture as well as the outer appearance, doesn’t say such things. Not because they do everything right. Not because they’re perfect. But because they live fully, deeply in the present. They don’t divide time, their perception, or life. But to those who do—and they are many—all this sounds like an alien language.
Nowhere are we prepared. We go in blind, with countless theories and beliefs that don’t hold in practice. The myth of education is just that—a myth. You’re left watching those theories, posing as truth, one by one self-destruct, self-contradict, while initially you keep wondering what you did wrong because you were trying hard to implement them. Until you start realizing that they were lies, made-up so that you would graduate as a product.
A maze you find yourself in. And while you’re watching all that you were taught self-destruct and self-contradict, you have to figure out—for yourself—how to survive, how to stay afloat, with the least structural damage.
Most people do the opposite. They keep the theories alive, the beliefs alive, while they dismiss themselves, force themselves to fit into them, to do “what’s right.” They end up surviving, but not living. They’re exhausted, lonely, empty.
They seem to be living in frozen time. Without realizing it, though. They think time flows, time moves. But they have a fixed past, and usually a fixed imaginary future they’re trying too hard to get to. At the same time, they have great difficulty when something changes, when their version of the past is doubted, when they have to make a decision that doesn’t include the puzzle pieces they had in mind.
And rather than realize that their foundations need restructuring, maintenance, they settle for blaming others, life, their “bad luck”—anything they can get their hands on for a little relief. The foundations keep shaking.
