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I have a lot of epiphanies... (Sometimes they turn out to be foolish dreams, misguided drunken prophecies.) ;) I always learn from them... and I encourage my friends to pay attention when you have a mind boggling idea... Write it down, share it, make it happen. Dream BIG!
My latest epiphany is that it would be nice to have a forum to share these momentous occasions.
Tell us _your_ newest philosophy, great idea, sudden realization.
My latest epiphany is that it would be nice to have a forum to share these momentous occasions.
Tell us _your_ newest philosophy, great idea, sudden realization.
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Re: MY epiphany
Tue, August 3, 2004 - 4:24 AMMy first epiphany moment. I was an embryonic teenager. I'd started to intuit that fear dominated the planet. I understood that my formal education was largely bullshit, the TV ruled people's awareness, the world leaders were corrupt and no-one really knew what the fuck was going on. Worse still, they didn't seem to care. I was just not like the people around me, happy with barbeques and ballgames.
Then I wandered into a librbary and picked up a book. Nietzsche. Thus Spoke Zarathustra. It opened the lid. Read it from cover to cover. Then another book. Over the months, more and more books. I could feel who was real and who was not. And so my new education began. Nietzsche, Schopenhauer, Hesse, Nabokov, Burroughs, Bukowski, Shunryu Suzuki, Castaneda, Lao Tzu and a 100 others. They told different stories but the universal threads were always there. I realized that there were plenty of souls out there - all seeking englightenment, truth and harmony in their own way.
Now, 17 years later, I get lots of little epiphanies. And they do not diminish with repetition. They are like channels of communication: streams flowing into and out of me. -
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Re: MY epiphany
Tue, August 3, 2004 - 2:42 PMI won't say it was my _first_ epiphany.... but definitely one of the earlier ones...
I was a nerdy kid growing up... Really nerdy. Teacher's pet, straight a's, artsy and weird, I got teased and harrassed a lot by kids at school. Middle school and junior high were the worst... the popularity contests really got going and I desperately wanted to be "cool."
At the age of 13 I went for a beach vacation with the family... I spent two weeks on the Oregon coast with a bunch of strange people... locals and vagabonds... I loved that I was totally anonomous in this little town... I could run off on my own and be myself... and the people I met actually liked me... In fact, I felt slightly exotic for the first time in my life. I was different than every single person in that town, and because of it, I had my own allure. I made a conscious decision that week to embrace myself and appreciate me for who I am... A big decision to make at the age of 13. From that point on, my motto has been "fuck cool" - I'm just not. Won't ever be. I am sometimes not cool among the "uncool." (You know, the Uncool Contest that plays out when you're walking on Capitol Hill, the U District... the coffeeshops, the bars, the parties, and the underground social workings of the Seattle "Anti-hip." It is so freaking cool to be uncool... Seattle is defined by it.)
Can't remember where this was leading... but yeah, I think a lot of people have these type of teenaged epiphanies... And sadly enough - not enough people DO!
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