It’s been a while since I have yapped and I felt some urge to write this up rather than contributing to my ongoing streak of playing Balatro every day (it has now invaded my mobile phone and i just got the gold stake last night, i cannot forgive localthunk for these crimes (jk ur so cool bro))
One of the things I value most in this life is experiences, and those experiences also involve the relation between conscience and my stream of thoughts and emotions. I aim to catch them as they go as much as possible, but I’d be wrong if I said I never neglected to materialise those mindstream waves onto something so that it may be valuable to me someday, some year, reading back on how exactly this wacky brain of mine worked. To clarify, I don’t mean experiences such as going on a theme park ride or meeting famous YouTuberino Jacob Paulius in the flesh, but the experiences of lessons in life, the moral of the story and further understanding myself.
There is a great threat in the day of modern tech to this experience and it is the samsara of conscience, the endless cyclical contest for people’s attention which is a span that is decreasing as time goes on. The elder god Al’-go’rythm pushes for short-form content, and there is endless accessibility to entertainment at the touch of a finger. Most people would rather use this attention to neutralise their thought patterns than to contemplate and come to terms with their mind. Distraction is nothing new in the realm of the techno-circus, but with the state of the world being as chaotic as ever, with news flashes and heightened anxiety, it has become a collective task to kill thoughts, kill emotions, kill consciousness, kill the Buddha mind, so that time flies by and we never have to face ourselves until those devices are taken away and we are left alone with our demons and angels alike - or until we die.
I’m no stranger to this phenomenon of conscience-destroying distraction but I do my best to stay out of it (Hence this spontaneous post). As a matter of fact there’s something about spontaneity that revitalises the soul within, breaking them cycles. It’s more so a problem of whenever I go to do my work, I’m spending a hot while deciding which music or video will appropriately suit my conscience as I work, and that alone can be distracting. But I feel for those who do almost nothing but consume content, no desire to express their inspiration/creativity, burnt out by the exact medium that is feeding them the content, and I pray we can all raise our vibrations as creators and bathe in the sunrays of creating something for the sake of creating, no concern for how value it may be to others or even the idea of others. My mechanical keyboard is a rather feisty one and I’d like to switch to something quieter very soon.
Do not kill your conscience. Kill the astral manifestations of the forces that dare compel you to do so.
