Open your mind. Spare no chances, risk every sensibility, lay to one side every moral notion and erstwhile prejudice. Lord Henry sinking billiard balls from across a green felted table as the Ludwig Van thunders on overhead. Here comes Johnny Yen again, being a living breathing thing in an endless search for that all too tangible lust for life. Joie de vivre, it’s been called. A new hedonism, ages ago by a very Oscar Wilde.
Open your mind. Picture a world of nothing proscribed, nothing withheld from the fingers’ grasp. A world filled with people quite likewise living-breathing and loosed from the bounds of decency, of abrasive delusion and godly conduct. Godliness- the olden gods were essentially as human as the teller; the removal of such to a taintless One is a removal of the divine from humanity. A separation of the standard from the attainable.
Open your mind and dig deep. Think of wants and pleasures and dreams, of fears and hates and discomforts. Humanity in all its colours, a Technicolor yawn to the cosmos of experience. Needs. Needs to live: of nourishment, of reprieve from the overpowering elements. Man is not made for defeat; the resilience of the human spirit, of the human body. Man is Human is Woman, all is Self and likewise selfish. A world filled with people likewise selfish and feeling and without bound.
Open your mind to its limits. The limit of the mind is the imagination, of the body is itself and the world about it. The goals one sets to achieve divided by its ability to succeed; success is beholden to reality, but measured by one’s interpretation of events. All interpretations are selfish, relative to the Self. A world filled with people interpreting events and forging futures based on the presents they portend.
Open your mind to the world, a world filled with individual living-breathing Selves. People with lives and lusts and fears, with inescapable needs and overpowering desires. Selves intersect in places, egos find solace in kindred souls. Egos construct mighty edifices with their kindred souls from which to protect and engorge themselves. Granfalloonery. Other souls are projections of the Self, and all projections are interpretations. Repeat and think. Dig deep into this watery well and think.
Open your mind to what makes you happy. (What is it? Whom does it affect?) Do as thou wilt and pursue that end. If it batters the ends of others society will crush you, such is the nature of society. Aim lower, reach for the pleasures attainable to your fingers’ grasp. Simple pleasures, with transparent ends. And remember the Golden Rule: love makes you fat.
Open your mind to your discomforts. Embrace them now and then, and seek them out. Lose yourself in them and think deeply. (Were they so bad, and why?) Think back to your reasoning; reasoning is an interpretation. Fuck it. Let loose and remember the Golden Rule: what’s good for the Goose doesn’t necessarily make a Gander.
Open your mind. Now don’t. Embrace the Self, propel the Ego into untold realms. Probe what makes you great, because everybody is great (even in humility). What makes your Self greater? Chase it. Hone and embrace it. Become the person your Ego sees. It won’t be hard; the person you are is a reflection of a projection of the Self. What is a projection? Embrace it and think.
Now don’t, and do as thou wilt.
