SHACK 4002 ASPIRE

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Whatever floats your boat, whatever turns you on, whatever rocks your rocking chair is it a permanent things or obsession, is it your all and all, your lifeline and you cannot do without it? 

Is it an addiction, can you take it or leave it, are there other things in Life?

Is dream more real than so called everyday experiences. Do all your dreams and ambitions come about and what is the difference than witnessing a dream and witnessing everyday life?  

Who is this witness when you remember a dream, when you mull over the day's events, when you pause and remind yourself I am watching the TV.

What if you did not have any ambition or aspire to anything and you were alert and bright, content and energetic? Do you think this possible or even wish it were so?

Well you might have very little thought be extremely intelligent and intuitive, very little education yet above average intelligence in other ways and seem to be spontaneous in a fitting manner yet seem plain and boring and your pursuit's maybe very little and yet life is so fulfilling and that maybe you have very little to be anxious about.

Can you live with just the basics that is changes of clothes for the seasons, a warm and comfortable dry small home and some nutritious natural food and not feel deprived and content with your own company and live with like minded but strong people or content as a loner but not lonely or a hermit?

What is it in life that makes you happy-----loads of money until they turn it into digital currency or some persons who wish to dictate your affairs and be a globalist and live in a colour system award for your education or abilities and slogans like 'you will be happy with nothing' or share everything with your community and the leaders are exempt. There might never be a Utopia as a mass population or country.

Yet being content in the mind is Utopia as long as that mind is free and not imprisoned. The prison is the conforming to fear and oppression and the bars are the beliefs that have been inculcated in you.

Am I free, only I can know.

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