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Questions

Considering anything, I have a question.

I once thought I was smart – then I learned better.

It turns out I have so many questions about everything.

Whatever I learn, I keep finding more and more questions.

Lately, it seems I am growing more aware of how little I know about so many things.

As my ignorance grows, I find so much in common with so many other people. People who have lived long enough to share the formative experiences that define my life, and yet at the same time I am so unlike any of them.

Small wonder, but it begs a few more questions.

So it goes, in the interstitial awareness of another day in paradise. I sit and I wonder about things.

Like so many before me, and doubtless, so many to follow.

How many of us will find our musings in other people’s heads? Does it make a question more important if more people come to be wondering the same thing?

Questions about questions, and the spiral begins again…

I suppose there is little point in trying to answer most of these questions, even the really important questions. It might actually be impossible. It most likely probably doesn’t even matter what we come up with for an answer. It could be that the subjective nature of the act of each of us contemplating and imagining our own response to the same question is the ultimate cosmic purpose of the entire endeavor.

An unwitting act of collective consciousness, if you will.

Or it could be another random coincidence that really only existed in your head, and then if so, how important can that be?

Maybe that thought in your head is actually very important, if it leads you to more awareness.

So it is that questions are not always signposts of stupidity, but often tools in developing one’s awareness.

Awareness?

Awareness is a fundamental aspect of consciousness, and there is little else anyone can conclusively tell you about consciousness.

Not that you’ll likely be bothered with people trying to discuss consciousness. Most people get rather uncomfortable if you try to get them to consider consciousness.

I think that is a little more than ironic.

Our society finds it hard to exploit such thoughts for a profit, so they are generally discouraged. Pity the spiritual devotees, philosophers, poets, and artists – bunch of useless hippies, the man says as he gives them the collective boot.

Gypsies, Vagabonds, Bohemians, Zealots and Heathens alike, over the ages and across the globe, the tribes of willful and spirited people test their essential truths and seek divine experiences to enlighten their awareness with questions of reality, space, time, and love. They find and create beauty because they intrinsically demand it, just as our lungs demand air.

As much as they may be despised by the bankers of our society, these capitalist outcasts bring essential beauty to the world through their questioning. The world becomes a more desolate, cruel, ugly, and unlivable place in their absence.

We NEED awareness more than we realize. That’s the whole trip in a nutshell!

Something Completely Different

Consider India for a moment. While far, far, away from being a perfect society, the continent of India provides an example that contrasts wildly from the United States and western world.

The people of the Indian continent have fostered a diverse culture devoted to exploring the vastness of consciousness, through all the different ways of being and perceiving.

For thousands of years, the questions of consciousness and awareness have been explored, and this practice is accepted as a normal part of life.

This rich heritage of awareness documents many different thoughts and observations that are the antithesis to western culture. Most of these schools of thought are not profitable nor helpful in maintaining an obedient citizenry, and therefore they are not seriously considered by western academics.

The fact that such schools of thought even exist is often a startling surprise for many westerners. For so many, it is difficult to even imagine a society where spending time questioning consciousness is not only accepted and respected, but openly encouraged and supported.

But of course, thought and awareness are dangerous elements when it comes to capitalism. Too much thinking and awareness, and the next thing you know, people start finding other reasons for living that don’t center around toiling on the factory floor making rich men richer.

Naturally, this line of thinking is dangerous, as it only encourages one to question the current status quo even more.

Dangerous Thoughts

I find my awareness heightened as the world becomes more interesting, as the imbalances of wealth and power are threatening to capsize everything. It is a good time to practice awareness and be thoughtful.

I also believe that awareness is different from thought. Thought can be random, unhinged, manipulated, false, and completely fabricated. Some good advice I’ve seen is to learn how to recognize your thoughts, and question them with your awareness of what is happening beyond the thoughts.

Thoughts will come nonstop if you let them. They don’t have to make sense, be true, or have anything to do with what is going on around you. That is the power of thought, it can be bent to so many different purposes.

Awareness simply is what it is, as much as you might notice it – or not.

Awareness is a result of focused consciousness, a state of observation which might be frequently clouded in various ways. Even so, when awareness is engaged, it usually leads to a better understanding of things. Awareness can also bring beauty to the forefront of your mind, and enrich your world with understanding, which in turn brings new meaning and significance.

Questioning your thoughts can help strengthen your awareness and sharpen your focus.

Focusing awareness is a vital ability for anyone seeking to excel at something. Focused awareness helps alleviate the competing distractions of random thoughts and impulses.

Focused awareness can help bring us closer to truth. Many say it is as easy as breathing.

Awareness is focused through questions, and you then cultivate more questions with what you learn from your awareness.

Awareness might not lead to many questions by itself, but awareness combined with the endless thoughts and shenanigans of most people can certainly get a person to start questioning things.

Every day the world sets a stage for new mystery, intrigue, and drama, with over 8 billion individuals playing the different parts.

Witness and wonder.

I believe a questioning mind is an important thing to develop, even more than finding answers.

Questions are important, and questioning our own limiting assumptions is probably one of the most common things people wish they had done more of, when they grow old and look back on their lives.

Don’t be afraid to ask questions, is my advice.

Asking the right questions can make all the difference in life.

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You Don’t Need Permision

Trigger moment: I see a random post on the social media, some person asking if they can “just make up” a name for their band…

Seriously? How old are you? Do your parents know you’re on the Internet unsupervised? Of course you can! Why are you being so silly?

I noticed this wave of feelings, and I realized I had forgotten what it was like to be so afraid of revealing yourself, to claim your individuality from the herd. To be so young and uncertain of exhibiting any sort of creativity under the gaze of a cruel and mocking public.

I imagine coming from a place of totally repressed emotional need, and the daring and extreme arrogance of saying you have a band in today’s world, and then actually giving said band a name.

You are cruising for a social bruising, if anyone catches you thinking you are special or in any way talented.

That is so presumptuous.

I mean, really, it presumes you have some friends that play instruments and that you make some kind of noise together – but not much more than that, honestly.

Reality Check

I want to tell this young person not to worry about it. It’s not like anyone else outside of your middle school class will even care – unless you are damned good.

Whenever I hear someone say they are “in a band” I am not impressed, nor am I unimpressed. It’s like saying you have a pair of shoes. How nice for you. I too, have had many pairs of shoes.

Of course, I do live in California, where everyone is a famous actor or rock star. I guess you get used to it after a while…

The point is, news of a band simply existing brings no expectations either way, as a band must be “experienced” before an accurate reflection of one’s opinion can be formed.

Sometimes greatness emerges from the weirdest of places, and sometimes only in certain circumstances – which merits a certain name. So maybe there is some awareness of destiny and a desire to get the appropriate name for the amazing experience that will go with it.

I hereby grant you the permission of the old and in the way – go ahead you uncertain awkward little person, make up a name for your band, and rock on!

I guarantee you will have more regrets about NOT forming that band and giving it a name than you will from seizing the opportunity to live your best life.

GO AHEAD!

So my response, after a bit of consideration, is to be encouraging.

I want to not only grant my permission to this complete stranger, but also issue a challenge: come up with a name that would surprise the crackers out of me. Like, as surprised as you are to hear me say “surprise the crackers out of me”.

I love coming up with band names. I have a few awesome names reserved for bands that don’t even exist yet. That’s right, I come up with names for bands that don’t even exist, a hypothetical, yet select grouping of individuals, all originating from the exclusive realms of my crazy stoned mind. But in my mind, we rock hard. So, damned, hard…

Actually, true confession: I don’t even have a single friend who makes music right now. I guess I don’t get out much, these days – I just stay at home and play with myself…

But if I ever run into that eclectic collection of individuals, we’re ready to take the stage as a named unit.

Hehe, unit…

A “band” is a special unit measuring a moment of time and shared purpose, a special force for which a special name is given. So it is probably worth taking some time to come up with a good name in advance.

Preparation is key, and better safe than sorry, right?

Be Awesome

Make your band name something memorable and awesome, something to inspire visions of your flavor of sonic delight.

Unless your music is shit, and then you should definitely include the word “turd” in your name as fair warning. This can go far towards alleviating the pressure of performing for unknown and potentially hostile strangers.

When your name includes “turd” people shouldn’t make a fuss, they should know it could go either way.

Imagine a marquee boasting “The Flaming Turd Burglars” – tonight only!

I’d go see that band…

… at least for a couple of songs.

It might be surprisingly awesome, but based on the name, I wouldn’t be that disappointed to find out the band is shit. Truth in advertising, you know?

And even if you are shit today, who’s to say that if you stick with it, you won’t someday outgrow the name?

Whether you’re shit or not, it’s basically no pressure either way.

Be Surprising

Even better, don’t be shit.

Because even with a juvenile and idiotic name, you never know what type of musical inspiration might be masquerading behind that façade.

That freshness of your individual perspective along with the well-known tropes of coming of age can lend a novel twist that delights the jaded old souls of the unsuspecting.

Those of us who are experienced in the ways of debauchery know better than to dismiss a band based on their name alone. We’re here for you – we’ll give you a chance.

So please dare to be different, surprise us with some original sounds, and add some inspiring lyrics, if you will. Be more than a name, be a force of nature, and a testament to these times of change.

The world needs more people making music, whatever they call themselves.

Compassionate Consideration

It must be extra challenging to be a kid in today’s world.

It is unbelievably difficult to express your inner creative side in the face of so much withering scrutiny, capitalist exploitation, and childish cruelty, all being amplified through idiotic social media and AI distortion.

Every mistake is mocked and preserved for future ridicule, with a potential for reaching all around the globe in a viral celebration of humiliating misfortune.

So much of today’s “reality” is just hyper-fiction bullying, and it is impossible to avoid when there are so many miserable trolls out there. It is sad for them, really – those poor stupid trolls, unable to add anything of value to the world, just seething in their own mediocre self-hatred and misery, until it inevitably spills out as attacks on other people, like an overloaded diaper.

In today’s world we have a new coming of age moment when individuals learn basic truths about people through the “magic” of the Internet. That moment when a lifetime worth of abuse materializes in a matter of minutes from complete strangers. This can lead to an epiphany where a person realizes social media trolls are shit, that they are everywhere, and they are best ignored.

Here’s a secret to dealing with toxic trolls: just block them and then enjoy the peace of their absence. Nothing pisses them off more than being ignored.

This life lesson can also transfer into other venues beyond the Internet. It is valuable to learn how to ignore trolls, and to be selective in terms of the voices you allow to find purchase in your psyche.

Be kind to yourselves, and let your imaginations run free.

Share with the world, be creative, have fun, and do be careful about what you post on the Internet, but don’t take yourself so seriously that you never have any fun.

Give yourself permission to be young and dumb, and make mistakes you can learn from, and have fun! The reward is you get to grow into wiser and more capable people, and you have a lot more fun along the way.

None of us can be reduced to our most embarrassing moment, there is always more to the story. You’re bound to get back up and add more memories to the pile.

Own your story, and tell it your way.

There is nothing wrong with leaving a track record of the fact that you have grown up and had fun doing it. Anyone who makes fun of that basic fact still has a lot of growing up to do themselves.

Shine On

Be true to the joy in your creative heart, and don’t worry about the pathetic narcissists trolling others on social media – we all know they do that because they are afraid they are secretly shit. Ironically, they make their true nature clear as day, and it is no secret at all: trolls are total shit.

So let the creativity flow, and get out of control! Lose yourself in the joy of making music and coming up with different names for your band. If you can’t be sincere and meaningful, be stupidly funny, be bold and outrageous. Nobody owns your story but you – so you might as well make it a good one.

But please don’t just be shit. Put in the work, and make your music worthy of a cool band name, and then make that cool band name up, based on your own twisted little creative impulses.

The rest of the world will be watching, waiting, and hopeful for your success.

But no pressure.

We’re just hoping you rock!