Foreigner said:
So ultimately nothing is wrong and nothing needs correcting.
Yes, that is true. I've struggled to enunciate that idea. The ultimate truth of our mind, when uncoloured by anything of the physical reality, is flawless, but nor perfect, just an existent state that is always the same. I get a lot from udnerstanding that human thoughts do not really reflect reality; language is so imprecise and often walks past truth. And we happen to usually think and reason in human language, which uses sweeping cliches and rote phrasing as symbols of something we may not entirely comprehend, but with which we assess the world. And yet, there appears to be consciousness operating deep beneath thought, non-verbally and dispassionately but astute. I wish I could tune into that fuckers thoughts a bit more.
I'm going through a severe bout of depression too, Swillow. Trying to let it go never works. Making any sort of attempt at letting go is a contradiction. After all, if I am trying to let go of something then then whatever it is I am trying to let go of has precedence in my mind. So how do I do it? It's pretty difficult to find peace when you are trying to let go of trying to let go and so on. I think true joy is spontaneous and can never be attained through the force of will. I know these things deep in my heart, but something prevents me from being at peace.
Even the clinging to peace is enough to disturb it! The immense paradoxes that sit at the centre of consciousness are so baffling at times. But learning how to be conscious is an amazingly engaging and fucking interesting process.
The thing with depression, or my own experience, is that I feel like I have no capacity to initiate anything. No will, no drive, no desire. You'd think that would be a freeing sensation, and maybe it could be if the world did not expect shit from me.

But the world is as it is. I just find it almost impossible to accept this fact, I sometimes feel like an alien walking through an incomprehensible landscape that is so impenetrable that even speculating on its true nature is overwhelming but I am programmed to endlessly do so. I feel like from this depressed state I could move laterally into a kind of calm neutral acceptance, but often when I start feeling more positive and focused, I begin to feel hyperfocused and consequently unsettled. Its like I never find a happy medium, its either too low or too much. The brief moments of completeness, that I value deeply, do show me that there is something there that I can fall into and find safety, I've just searched my entire life for this and can only find it ever so occaisionally.
I've learned some shit about the multi-layered nature of the mind, and some of it very troubling indeed and some of it really tripped out, an thought provoking shit. Some of it comes down to the idea that basically nothing conscious can ever really examine or understand consciousness and the deep mirroring effect that trying to do this has. Like two mirrors facing each other, endless reflections but I swear the most distant reflection could almost be doing something a little bit differently to the rest. Its like the subject of a painting trying to analyse the painting itself. Or something. Rambling a bit here.
I really hope you find that little way of tricking your mind into that Place. For some reason, in the last 5-6 months, I haven't meditated consistently, and I had been having pleasing rsults from it by doing it daily for the last 5 years or more. I wonder if we could both benefit by doing this? By definition, meditation appears to be doing 'the absence of something', in effect, letting go of everything. Fucking appealing idea.
* I had an interesting day today of no depression or thoughts of death/dying, but a fair bit of extra anxiety and stimulation. Its about 2 hours from bedtime for me and I feel totally awake and wired.
I think people like Jesus, Buddha, and other sages were the ones that were completely in the moment, completely at peace because they were in that stream of consciousness that has no barriers.
Yeah. One thing that makes me find the Buddha amazing is that he is "famous" for a
state of mind he attained. Think about the people we uphold now, and the things they are famous for. Fuck.
I tend to believe these figures were humans (and don't mean to sidetrack topic) which gives me immense hope, that this elusive state of peaceful consciousness is achievable by any human.