Life as a white painting

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Imagine “Life” being a big, white, empty canvas. Each of us resembles a paint brush. By that, we are meant to leave a mark. It could be a gigantic one or a slim dot, both hold the same value. Imagine “Mona Lisa” without the small dots that filled her eyes?! There is no “right” or “wrong” collor. “Better” or “Worse”. “Good” or “Evil”. Each collor it’s there to be used – sometimes more often, sometimes less. Sometimes with a purpose, sometimes without. Its impossible to understand the “bigger” picture that we, as a unit, draw. So why worry about it? Thousands of brushes could be drawing the same things and you could be that ONE, that gives a new direction. Never forget that but also never grasp on the idea. Just draw whatever comes from inside you – it would never be a mistake.

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Long live the”Ego”

Who are you? You can see with your eyes, listen with your ears, smell with your nose, touch with your skin, think with your brain, taste with your tongue and interact with other people. Each sense has its own “language”. They cant “understand” each other, meaning you cant hear with your eyes or smell with your ears. The “Self” is the only one that could understand and appreciate each sense for what it is. The “mind” has another role in the whole process – to deliver, as a courier, the information from all senses. Probably because of that extra role, we tend to overvalue it and thus manifest a common mistake. We believe that the “mind” could replace us in our job and receive all incoming information. He does it in a way but a “cheap” one, all signals are transformed into words – his own language. By being lazy, we unconsciously put the brain in charge of our lifes. If simply putted, we are a body with senses that interacts with the world, the mind translates it as an “Ego” that calls it self John Doe or Jane Smith. From this moment on, it start chasing its own agenda – convinsing us that the “Self” and the “Ego” are one and the same.