Ending,

 

Today is the last day of October and the ending of a dreadful process, which has prevented happy things from happening. Although you may not realize this, your Disembodied Language (DL) has been officially put to rest, by me. The only way forward, for you, is with your own Embodied Language (EL). However, your unwillingness, to find out about EL, is your loss, because each of us can only benefit from our own EL. I can show you my EL and I am benefitted from it, but my sharing only matters, if you start to have your own EL. You don’t respond to my writing and you don’t contact me, because you want me or someone else to do, what you must do for yourself.

 

You want a silly story with a happy ending, because you tend to hang on to the illusion, that everything is going to be alright. However, nothing is going to be alright, as long as your DL continues. Things only will begin to improve, once you start to have some EL. And, even when you had some EL, you would still hesitate to end your DL, as you have been used to it your entire life. Ending your DL, implies a total transformation, from which you quickly shy away, because you have to create a whole new way of life.

 

Today, I was having my lunch, near a beautiful lake. I sat there, looking out, over the quiet water and was listening to the sound of birds. Suddenly, I heard the loud sound of a heavy motor-cycle, right behind me. I hoped the person, who arrived, would turn off his engine, but the noise continued. Next thing I know, a guy, dressed in black leather, wearing a German helmet, briskly walks up to me and hands me this little colorful card, which says: Jezus loves you. The moment I see what is on the card, I tell him to take it back and that I don’t want it. I asked him: why don’t you live your own life? He walked away saying: because I didn’t create my own life. Presumably, his life was created by god. Apparently, he wasn’t too sure about that belief, as he tried to convert me. I said to him, while he was sticking some of his cards between the bathroom door: you just don’t want to be responsible for creating your own life. He drove off fast, with an angry roaring sound, then, it was quiet again. I liked the ending of this little episode.  

 

In DL, misery follows you in a never-ending pursuit. I didn’t make it so, that DL has its inevitable negative consequences. Your ignorance about this fact makes you repeat your problems and keeps you hopelessly stuck. Language is the only way out, but, of course, not your usual, unconscious, insensitive DL. Your DL has to stop and only you can stop it, but since you don’t know, you can’t stop it, you believe you have to keep going with it. When you stop your own DL, you will know, you have made the ending of your DL possible.

 

There is a beginning and an ending to your DL, but with your EL, there is only a beginning. In effect, EL is always new. When you worry, that your world will be ending, you are absolutely right, it will come to an end, as your DL will end. Although your DL can come to an end and although you can have some EL, DL will certainly begin again, because you were conditioned to have DL, not EL. If you want to have EL, you have to acknowledge, every time your DL is ending and beginning again, only then EL happens.

 

When your DL is ending, you will stop defending, pretending, offending, spending or condescending.  I am strongly recommending the ending of your lack of attending. In DL, while you keep depending, you are descending into a quagmire trouble, but in EL, you are comprehending and ascending, to a higher level of befriending. With EL, you are amending, but in DL, you are overextending. I didn’t make this up.

 

At some point, all behavior is ending and nothing of what we were so upset, worried, stressed, fearful, angry or confused about, matters anymore. We can experience this stillness, this death, while we speak and have ongoing EL. The continuation of our EL, is our Language Enlightenment (LE), which makes us  die and let go of our language, while we are alive. The peace of LE is unimaginable, as it is real. Our LE is the ending of our suffering and it is a great joy, to continuously explore and express this with our EL.

 

As we, knowingly, skillfully and deliberately express our LE with our ongoing EL, our inferiority complex is ending, as it is no longer maintained by our DL. It is unknown to those, who don’t know yet about the great difference between DL and EL, that everyone with DL has feelings of inadequacy or unworthiness, which are, however, not caused by parenting styles, trauma, abuse, social pressure or lower status, but by how we mechanically use our language. Our DL will not be ending, because we want it to end, but because acknowledge it for what it really is, because we listen to ourselves and we hear the sound of our own voice.    

 

Rest,

 

I only have Embodied Language (EL), if my speaking or my writing, deepens my experience of rest. When I talk out loud with myself or write for myself – like I do on this blog – it is very apparent, this is the case. I can hear it, in the tone of my voice and I read it, in the words I have written. EL is always very satisfying.

 

My conditioning with Disembodied Language (DL), is different from everyone else, because I don’t deny it. Those, who don’t acknowledge and know the great difference between DL and EL, are ignorant about the fact, that they could also stop their DL and have EL. I am not. I neither care about my own DL nor about the DL of others. My EL lets all DL rest.

 

Although, initially, it felt like it – because I was used to the rush of my own DL – my EL doesn’t cause my rest, but it simply expresses my restfulness. In other words, only if I am calm, do I embody my language.  So, in the past, even while I was feeling peaceful, I couldn’t express it, as I didn’t have, like I do now, the language to express it. Stated differently, my DL never allowed me, to rest while I was speaking.

 

In DL, we never take a rest, as we are continuously hyped-up, stressed, anxious, frustrated, angry or confused. And, if we, seemingly, take a short break from our energy-draining DL, we habitually always do something – watch football, overeat, race cars, use drugs – to distract from our language. So, we never experience any rest in how we use language.

 

Of course, in spite of all the chaos and conflict, we experience every day, we still manage to have brief moments of rest, but these short-lived moments of relief, are unable to find their way into our way of talking, listening, writing and reading, because we, unconsciously, continue with our DL. And, even if we experience a little quiet time, by reading a book, this doesn’t translate in our own peaceful talking, listening or writing, about a serene use of language.

 

Our chronic lack of rest, during our common way of talking, sets the stage for unhealthy, compensatory behaviors, which facilitate an escape from our own negative feelings. Consequently, talking determines how we use language and in DL, we use language, to ignore our worn-out, unhappy experiences. It already starts early, while we learn to speak and it usually continues throughout our lives, until we die.

 

When someone dies, we say: may he or she rest in peace. Hilariously, it is the ultimate phrase of denial, to express a wish, which, presumably, is meant for the deceased, to be free from trouble and to have peace in death. However, death is the end of all our experiences and, therefore, it is only when someone dies, that we may suddenly experience a wake-up call about our own mortality. In effect, we don’t say our well-wishes for the deceased, but for ourselves.

 

In EL, we die, while we are still alive, to our previous way of using our language. Basically, we put our DL to rest. Moreover, we don’t die only once, because, unless we die, again and again, to our dreadful DL, each time it rears its ugly head, we will continue to create a restless life, that is full of conflict, violence and despair. And, each time we die, we are reborn in an experience of blissful rest, in which we speak and hear about our Language Enlightenment (LE).

 

With ongoing EL, we experience eternal rest and peace, because we have died to our conditioning history with DL. Finally, we can and we do express our rest, which, of course, is our wellbeing. Thus, our LE is expressed by our EL and nothing stops us from doing that, as we keep taking time, to talk out loud, alone, with ourselves, to listen to the sound our own voice, which expresses, who we really are.

 

Certainly, the phrase R.I.P. is only said to the living, to express condolences and sympathy, to the family and friends of the deceased. It is astonishing, that, as of yet, we are only capable of expressing our EL, when someone has died. Presumably, we comfort others, who experience the loss, with the illusion, that they may, at long last, rest in peace, especially if they have had many struggles in life. However, we all experience an unnatural existence, full of battle and effort with our DL. Perhaps, we only have a shot at acquiring our own EL, when we mourn the dead?

 

I am reminded of my dear father-in-law. At the time of his death, I was in the final stretch of my Ph.D. study in Psychology. I had completed all my course work and I was writing on my dissertation about loss (!), while accruing clinical hours as a therapist. My wife’s dad died after he was found to have brain cancer. By the time they discovered it, it had already metastasized. His beautiful death and the spreading of his ashes on the ocean, created a break from my arduous effort, to achieve that doctorate degree. It was a turning-point, because of which I suddenly realized, there was no rest anymore in my life. I was suffering so much and soon afterwards, I quit my graduate study. After I withdrew, we left the busy Bay Area again and returned back to Chico, where I became a psychology instructor for many years.

 

It is already a couple of years ago, I quit teaching psychology. Although I have, for all these years, known about my EL, I wasn’t experiencing the deep sense of rest, it has come to represent, at this point in my life. However, I am very sure, I don’t have an eternal soul, which doesn’t cease to exist after I die. Dying to our own DL, according to me, is much more important, than the death everyone creates such a  big fuzz about. We are all going to die, so why not try this possibility of EL and experience this rest and peace, while we come alive, while we speak?                 

 

Clarity,

 

There’s a lot of talking going on these days about the issue of moral clarity. Presumably, one must have a certain set of beliefs, about what is good or what is bad, to be able to make the right choice between the good and the bad. However, this useless discussion, which has been going on forever, has never allowed us to differentiate between our Disembodied Language (DL) and our Embodied Language (EL). Indeed, our moral clarity is missing, because we don’t acknowledge this big difference, which would make us want to stop our DL, so that we can have EL. Our autonomic nervous system, doesn’t choose our body’s reaction to anything, which threatens us. Thus, there is no such thing as a choice, to be made, but it is urgently needed, we listen to our voice, while we speak, so we can embody our language and engage in EL instead of DL.

 

Moral clarity is as simple as I have just described. All the philosophizing and posturing about what is, supposedly, good or bad, derives from our DL and will be completely dissolved, once we finally are able to have EL. This knowledge is needed more  than ever, but nobody is interested, as everyone, supposedly, already knows everything there is to know about morality. As someone, who knows how to continue his EL, I say, on my own authority, that what we claim to know about morality, is based on our DL. To me, it makes no sense, to make any claims about the presumed moral superiority of EL.

 

I am not part of any debate about the good and the bad, because all of these so-called dialogues are, in fact, monologues about our beliefs. I don’t have any beliefs, as neither DL nor EL is a belief, but a reality of which I am keenly aware. My knowledge about the difference between DL and EL has nothing to do with certainty. I enter or exit my house through the door and unless I am drunk, I can’t find my way out.

 

We are contaminated, confined, confused and conflicted, due to how we use our language. We commonly, unknowingly, mechanically engage in DL. Only rarely and very briefly, do we engage in EL, but, always unconsciously. Even if we have a moment of conscious experience of the immense difference between our DL and our EL, we flinch, because it is so overwhelming. However, we can never deny, we have had this experience and all our efforts to stick our heads back in the sand trouble and harm us.

 

I recently heard someone say: since it is a matter of survival,  there needs to be absolute clarity about the definition of security. In my view, there exists only our clarity or the falsehood of what we believe to be true. The difference between these two, just like the difference between DL and EL, is absolute. Our insane insistence on absolute clarity signifies, we are – because of our pretentious DL – in denial about the difference between life and death.

 

Being able to see clearly is a powerful metaphor for clarity. Presumably, seeing is believing. However, we over-emphasize what we see over what we can hear and, consequently, we ignore the clarity, which only can come, if we listen and, perhaps, even close our eyes, so that we can bring more attention to what we hear. DL maintains our automatic preference for seeing over hearing and, as a result, we erroneously believe, what is written can actually change what is being said. Our books are useless, when it comes to interaction, as listening is our biggest problem.

 

Our clarity can – and absolutely will – only come from our ongoing EL, because only when we listen to ourselves, while we speak, do we begin to speak with a tone of voice, which evokes our own listening as well as the listening of others. Our insistent focus on what can and must be seen, is tiring and after we walk, for while through a museum, with the world’s most famous paintings, we feel exhausted from just looking. Likewise, we are, unconsciously, worn out, distracted and imprisoned by and obsessed with written language.

 

We have read, numerous times – and, therefore, we believe – that our emotions are clouding our clarity. However, this is complete hogwash. This common down-playing of the importance of our emotion, is a typical feature of our DL, in which we are unable to speak, with clarity, about our emotions. It is our arduous belief in an inner, subjective world, which, presumably, is separate from the objective, outer world, which prevents us from having any clarity.  

 

All our so-called self-reflection or meditation, on the issue of clarity, is downright useless and ineffective, as it is based on a false premise, perpetuated by our DL, that we can be in the grip of and carried away by our intense – inner – emotions, which are said to make us experience the – external – world, as we feel, rather than how it really is. There’s this famous song, by Johnny Nash, which goes like this: I can see clearly now, the rain is gone. I can see all obstacles in my way. Gone are the dark clouds that had made me blind. It’s gonna be a bright, bright, sun-shiny day. However, when we hear – in EL – with clarity, we are free and there are no obstacles in our way. Our negative emotions aren’t in our way, because they really help us, to stay on our path of wellbeing.

 

A person’s lack of clarity is believed to indicate his or her lack of understanding or confusion about something. Note, that we are referring here to this elusive cognitive quality inside of us, but not to the way of talking, which sets the stage for how we deal with our language. If we did that, it would be instantly apparent, the misunderstanding and confusion is caused by our DL and evaporates when we have EL.

 

I want to end today’s writing about clarity, by stating that unclear instructions – we give to ourselves and to each other – are the inevitable result of DL and of not being in touch with ourselves. Presumably, we can become conscious of ourselves, of our emotions and our thoughts, by watching our so-called mind, but the reality is, that we remain trapped by our DL. Only if we talk out loud about what we, supposedly, feel or think, can we experience, immediately, the  release of having switched from DL to EL. Moreover, as we continue with EL, we express and, therefore, realize our Language Enlightenment (LE), which is the joyful clarity about how we can use our language to our own benefit.         

 

Crime,

 

Does it pay, not to laugh? Does your crime pay? You probably never even asked yourself this question, that’s why you don’t really laugh. If you did, you would laugh, because, of course, it doesn’t pay and your miserable lack of humor equals sheer stupidity.

 

I don’t like any of your so-called comedians. While, generally speaking, people seem to have lost their appetite for the superstitious belief in some higher power, they still needily flock to the newly invented  churches, where smartass dealers dispense humor, as if it was some kind of drug. These nasty hustlers don’t make me laugh, they disgust me. Only all the  idiots are laughing. You are laughing, but you aren’t having any fun. It is a bizarre phenomenon.  

 

Whenever I hear some comedian working his or her audience, I am appalled. My humor is very different. With me, you laugh, even when it isn’t funny, even when it isn’t meant to be funny. I mean it seriously: you laugh, because you don’t want to laugh about the truth, you have been avoiding your whole life.

 

Comedians, like politicians and priests, pretend to be truth-tellers. I am not interested in any of them and my humor is about why nothing is funny. Yes, you read that correctly. Something isn’t funny just because you have laughed about it. Your neurotic laughter indicates something is terribly wrong. You are clearly not well, that’s why, even if you happen to laugh, you keep having such awkward laughter.

 

Did you know, that high-rate criminal offenders commit crimes with little regard to the net yield? In spite of their grandiose claims, they don’t know how to maximize the benefits of their crime, because they are highly present-oriented and opportunistic. The same is true for all the funny people, who get in front of the crowd, because of their schmuck neediness. The audience is in on the crime. They believe, they can steal laughter and every job, supposedly, is their last job, but, they long to get caught, red-handed.  

 

Having more of the same fabricated laughter isn’t changing anything about your lack of real laughter. For real humor, you must stop laughing as usual. Don’t complain, that something important is stolen from you or taken away, because such possessive complaints show, you don’t realize the enormous gravity of the dismal situation that you are in.

 

Laughing for the wrong reason is and has always been the worst thing any human being can do. Actually, we stop being human, because of it and yet, we make it seem, as if humor makes us more human. This notion, that humor makes us more relaxed and, therefore, more human, is nonsense. What the hell does being more human mean? You either are human or not. Can a dog be more dog?

 

How is it even possible, you believe, you can have, you should have more fun? There’s only one reason. You are living in a falsehood about who you are. You  try to be happier, but the fact is, you are unhappy. You try to be a winner, but you are a loser. You act as if you’re strong, but you’re weak. If you would be  natural, you would be happy, strong and victorious, but you’re unnatural and that is why you try to be more like this or more like that. Your reality is, that you are a mess. My humor is, that I am not a mess.

 

In this writing, I’m referring to who I am, because I am into my own truth, which I find quite amusing. I don’t mind waking up at night and producing a few sentences like these, because I know for sure, when I’m done, I fall right back to sleep again. Unlike you, I don’t lose any sleep over all the problems in the world, because these problems aren’t mine, that’s why I can laugh at them. Yes, although there are many casualties of my humor, I leave them behind, because I dare laugh about the reality, as it truly is.  

 

There’s no escape for those who keep insisting, I’m not funny, as they are exposed by my humor, as the evil people, they really are. Please, pay attention, anyone who is against my humor, is a criminal, not a victim. Forget about this bullshit, I’m not allowed to blame the victim, as I’m holding you responsible for  all the violence, which happens because you refuse to laugh, whole-heartedly, authentically, honestly.  

 

I didn’t cause your lack of humor and if you laugh at my words, it will be because you finally get my joke. I know very well, you don’t get it, that’s why I bring you into my own court, where I am the judge. No lawyer is going to help you here to prove, you are innocent. Your sick humor has no value whatsoever and you are guilty as charged by me. However, your punishment is, that you can’t stop laughing about your own lies and it will continue, until you accept, you’ve created your own prison and torment.

 

I simply tell what is happening, but I didn’t cause it, you did. My insistence is based on your inability to address your own situation. To me, it is a piece of cake, but to you, it is a big problem. I say it as it is, but you keep beating around the bush. I know, I’m funny, but you decline to laugh and own up to it, because you are too uptight, too angry, too stupid, too frustrated and too confused. The evidence is in, these words straighten you out and justice is done.

 

As a fair judge, my decisions are binding. You can’t plead not guilty, because your laughter is giving you away. I can hear it is breaking through. At long last, your laughter proves, you are paying the time, because you did the crime. Indeed, false laughter is a consequence of your insidious actions. And, stop acting like you didn’t know, it was wrong, not to laugh. The earnings from your foolish crime of not laughing – and spending days, weeks, months and years, in the verbal prison of your own making – decrease, as phony laughter behind bars, which are words, prevents you from acknowledging, being a high-rate offender doesn’t have any consequences.                           

 

Echt,

 

Ja, het is echt waar, ik ben verlicht, maar bijna niemand durft het te erkennen, omdat dat zou inhouden, dat jij zelf ook verlicht bent. Alleen een verlicht iemand, kan een andere verlichte herkennen. Eigenlijk is het  alleen een niemand, die een andere niemand kan horen, maar, aangezien het hier (ha-ha) om lezen en schrijven gaat, is het een niemand, die, met plezier, iets niets-zeggends leest over een ander niemand.  

 

Jezelf zijn, is echt zijn, is gelukkig zijn, is verlicht zijn en dus niemand zijn en daar met jezelf over durven en kunnen praten, zodat jij ernaar kunt luisteren en ernaar kunt gaan handelen. Ja, dat heb jij natuurlijk  nog niet gedaan en dat ga jij ook nooit doen, omdat jij zogezegd een obsessievelijk bedenksel bent van je eigen taal. Ook dat zogenaamde denken is iets wat jij alleen maar zegt, want het bestaat echt niet.  

 

Dat niet-iemand-zijn is werkelijk wie jij echt bent, want wanneer jij hardop met jezelf spreekt, dan is er echt geen spreker binnenin je, die spreekt of een luisteraar, die luistert. Je weet dan echt ineens heel zeker, dat die vermaarde spreker en die onvindbare luisteraar echt niet bestaat en nooit heeft bestaan. Als jij uiteindelijk, net als ieder ander mens, de pijp uitgaat, dan houdt ook jou zwaar-moedige, domme,  dwangmatige Ontlichaamde Taal (OT) op, want er blijft er echt helemaal niets van je over. Het hebben van Belichaamde Taal (BT) is dus het echt toegeven, dat jij stervelijk bent en dus ook altijd bent geweest.           

 

Het horen van niemand, is een heel ander verhaal dan het lezen van niemand. Als jij hoort, dat jij echt niemand bent, dan ben je er meer van overtuigd, dat dat echt zo is, als wanneer jij het leest. Dit is zo, omdat jij het zelf zegt en ook zo ervaart. Miljoenen mensen zijn, ongemerkt, uitsluitend en alleen maar naar anderen blijven luisteren, in de illusie, dat die gewichtige ander dus echt iemand was, die beter of belangrijker was dan zij zelf. Indien zij echter naar zichzelf zouden hebben geluisterd, omdat zij echt met zichzelf hadden gesproken, dan zouden zij tot de ontdekking zijn gekomen, dat die overmatig gewaardeerde ander, net als zij zelf, ook niemand is.

 

We doen allemaal dan wel heel druk over elkaar en over onszelf en we zijn overtuigd van ons gelijk, met onze gebruikelijke, onbewuste, zijkerige OT, maar met BT, worden wij eindelijk wakker uit onze verbale slaap en is die belachelijke flauwe-kul-illusie van wie wij geloofde te zijn voorgoed afgelopen. Het mooie is, dat we allemaal verlicht zijn en dat er dus echt helemaal niets aan iemand hoeft te veranderen, omdat wij echt allemaal stervelijke niemanden zijn.

 

Als je echt tegen jezelf zegt, dat je het onmogelijk is, om, innerlijk, een zogenaamd onhoorbaar gesprek met jezelf te hebben, begint er iets te spreken, dat nog niet eerder heeft gesproken, namelijk, je Taal Verlichting (TV). Uiteraard drukt jou TV zich alleen maar uit met jou BT en nooit met je OT. Met je OT, blijf je altijd maar doen alsof jij zo belangrijk bent met al je drama en je problemen, maar met BT, kom je eindelijk tot leven. Je bent uit de mond-dood van je OT herrezen en je zegt eindelijk wie je echt bent.

 

Ik had al eens eerder over echt geschreven, maar vandaag is het nog echt eventjes weer iets anders. Je kunt het nalezen op mijn blog, dat het waar is, maar ook, dat het waar was, wat ik toen schreef en zei. Het feit, dat er echt geen lezer is, die iets leest, maakt dat deze geschreven BT een impact heeft, die andere geschriften nooit konden bewerkstelligen. Je hebt er, vanwege je oppervlakkige OT, nooit echt bij stil-gestaan, dat alles wat je hebt gelezen, uiteraard van de OT van anderen afkomstig was. Dit lezen is anders, omdat er geen enkele twijfel over bestaat, dat alleen niemand dit kon schrijven en begrijpen.     

 

Alleen als jij dus echt gaat luisterend spreken, kan ook jij, met vaardigheid, alle puntjes op de ie gaan zetten. Dit is een eerbiedwaardige en noodzakelijke taak, die alleen vergund is aan hen, die met hun BT over hun TV kunnen spreken en schrijven. Zij zijn echt het licht in de Babylonische duisternis, die een oorverdovende kakofonie van lawaai is, omdat het altijd weer gaat, over het onuitstaanbare geluid van de dwingende sprekers, die met elkaar vechten om de aandacht. Er is geen grotere vorm van teistering, dan te luisteren naar iemand, die doet alsof hij of zij vriendelijk is, maar die dat echt helemaal niet is.  

 

Met je OT, blijf je altijd lui op je krent zitten met je zielige, overdreven gebakken peren, maar met BT weet je dat dit onnodig is. De eindeloze problemen, die jij veronderstelde te hebben en waar jij je hele identiteit aan ontleende, verdwenen als sneeuw voor zon, die dus echt de klank van je eigen stem is. Jij hebt inderdaad de oplossing, maar zolang als jij je eigen stem nog blijft verwaarlozen, dan zijn en blijven die stemmen van anderen toch belangrijker.

 

Victim, 

 

Each time there is another competition – and there is always a new one, every day – you win the first price for your victimhood. I can never win from you, as I am too happy, too lively and too intelligent. I let you win, because it is your thing. You are good at it, but being the victim never worked for me. I’ve failed bitterly at being a victim. No matter how hard I’ve tried, nobody sees me that way. With you, it is very different. With you, it seems as if being a victim really means something important. To you, it comes naturally and everyone agrees, your victimhood fits you like a glove. I’ve tried to be many other things, besides being a victim, but everything I’ve tried to be didn’t work. Nothing of who I believed to be worked out and it wasn’t for a lack of trying. Anyone else would feel frustrated, paralyzed or lost, but not me, I feel great about what I haven’t achieved. I consider what didn’t work out an achievement, rather than a loss. I also feel relieved, I no longer try to feel empathy for everyone else’s victimhood.

 

I became who I am, because of my failures, not in spite of them. Such is the strange life of someone like me, who has achieved Language Enlightenment (LE). Looking back, it all adds up, why I managed to  screw up, on even the most common Disembodied Language (DL). The language of victimhood, which everyone is involved in and hangs onto, made me look, sound, feel and act bad. Nobody seems to have any problem with DL, but for me, DL was hell. Furthermore, people always made such a big deal about my DL, but never about their own. Inevitably, I didn’t fit in, that’s how I came to have Embodied Language (EL). It was the only thing that worked for me, after I gave up trying to have DL and be like everyone else. There is hardly anyone, to have EL with me, but I’m not complaining, because – since I didn’t have anything better to do – I realized my LE.

 

You may get a lot of attention by being victim, but in my case, nobody wanted to give me any attention. I’ve felt so alone and so hurt, but compassion isn’t part of the DL, that everyone sticks to. I’ve felt such a hatred and condemnation from people, whenever I felt needy. I couldn’t help feeling like a victim, but it only made things worse. I felt entitled because, I had experienced real trauma and abuse, but my application for victimhood was harshly rejected.  Actually, the first twenty years of my life were so miserable, I didn’t even want to give any attention to myself. However, I always felt, I wasn’t going to rise to fame, by being a victim, but by being a hero.

 

In my twenties, I had a glimpse of what it was like, to not be a victim. It was such a shock. I couldn’t believe, I could be so happy, but I was. Moreover, I have been happy ever since that moment, I heard for the first time, the soothing sound of my own voice, while I was speaking, out loud, alone with myself. Although I was so delighted, my old, rotten DL, wouldn’t allow me to express it. I remember how confused I was. Every time I just talked a little bit with myself, I effortlessly stopped being a victim, but each time I fell back in my conditioning with DL, I became more of a loser. I was convinced, I was the biggest victim, but nobody would ever believe me.        

 

Certainly, I am the one, who discovered his own LE with his EL, but, nevertheless, I remained a victim, until I finally gave up trying to teach others about it. I had given myself this grandiose task, which, I felt, was my sacred duty. I wanted to save the world, but apparently, I couldn’t even save myself. I continued to suffer tremendously, until about a year ago. How could something so beautiful bring such misery? It was because I wanted to have EL with others, that I kept missing the point, that it was sufficient, to have it with myself and with the few people, I was able to have it with. There have always been a few people, I could occasionally have some EL with, however, it was never enough for me. I always wanted more, as I was still trying to live up to my own martyrdom of victimhood. I justified myself, by saying, that I was right and in my own way, I have always been right. I was a zealous fanatic, but I’ve snapped out of it. I’m free, because I am no longer the victim I used to be.    

 

The word victim has an interesting history. Being a victim today, implies – besides being injured, hurt, harmed or killed, as a result of a crime, accident or event or action – that a person is being tricked or duped. DL is the biggest hoax, that has ever existed. And, it has been going on every since human beings acquired language. In the 15^th century victim meant, a living creature, killed and offered, as a sacrifice to a deity or supernatural power or in the performance of a religious rite. Yes, whether you know it or not, admit it or not or are conscious about it or not, you are sacrificed, every day, on the altar of DL – of how you are expected to deal with your language – and you don’t realize this penance or self-punishment undermines your life. Victim derives from the Latin victima, which means sacrificial animal, person or animal killed as a sacrifice. When you acquire EL, you stop sacrificing yourself to those who have DL. Victima is related to vicis, turn or occasion, as in vicarious, if the notion is an exchange with the gods. The Latin word vicarius, means taking the place of another, substituted, delegated, related to vicis, a change, exchange, succession, alternation. The goal of your DL, is to make others do for you, what you refuse to do for yourself. There are only victimizing victims in DL, who all compete to get each other’s attention. DL is one big ugly struggle and when it becomes war, it is going to be another meat-grinder.

 

All of the wonderful so-called places of worship, all of the temples, the cathedrals, the mosques and the synagogues, have always made you feel like a victim, because, presumably, there is some power, higher than you. Indeed, all religions perpetuated your DL, as well as your victimhood. The monstrous battle for who is the biggest victim is intensifying, day by day. Each religion, inadvertently, claims to produce and maintain EL, but EL was never even addressed, let alone, achieved, by any religion. Mankind has yet to begin to pay attention, to how it actually deals with language and to fully acknowledge, the far-reaching consequences of our devastating DL. And, our belief in some none-existent deity, is as victimizing, as our belief in a so-called inner self, our mind or our soul.

 

Another fitting definition of victim is, one that is acted on and usually affected by a force or agent. In DL, the speaker forces him or herself on the listener, who is not the speaker, but also on the listener, who is him or herself the speaker. Stated differently, in DL the speaker in you appears to be more important than the listener in you. Of course, there is neither a speaker nor a listener inside of you. The existence of such imaginary agents is merely a figure of speech. Nonetheless, once you assume, there is a speaker inside of you, who does the speaking, it is likely that you also fantasize, there is a listener, who does the listening. Furthermore, that so-called listener never seems to get to speak and that so-called speaker never seems to shut up and listen. In other words, your way of talking, in which the imaginary speaker separates him or herself from the imaginary listener, sets the stage for you being in conflict with yourself. It is easy to remain a victim of your so-called mind.      

 Skype,

 

What the hell is wrong with you – this is a question you must ask yourself - that you don’t even consider connecting with me on skype, to talk with me about Embodied Language (EL)? Yes, this is your chance to speak with an enlightened person (my skype name is limbicease) and experience what it is like, to be enlightened yourself. Sadly, you don’t care, as you are simply too busy with your dreadful problems. What can an enlightened person do? I am here and we can we talk, that’s it. I will continue to have my Embodied Language (EL) without you and you will continue to go on with Disembodied Language (DL). The two never meet. If you talk with me, your DL either stops or the conversation will never happen.

 

This writing and my You Tube videos, are invitations, to put your misery behind you and to celebrate your enlightenment. However, I am not talking about the  stupid nonsense, which idiots – who presumably are enlightened – brag about and I challenge every one of them, to talk with me, as I will make clear, they haven’t stopped their DL and are just as mechanical about their language, as anyone, who follows them. I don’t seek followers, but enjoy having EL with you.

 

If you talk with me, you are not going to  become part of some phony spiritual community – that you literally and figuratively must pay for – but you are going to be one with yourself. You already pay the price for not having any EL in your shallow life and I don’t want your money, nor your attention. As you are, your attention is no good, but this will change, once we have EL together. I am sure, it is going to happen, that’s why I guarantee, you agree with me.

 

Yes, you will have to come to me, to get what you are looking for. I know, I have what you are looking for, but I suggest, you stop looking. Your EL is not about visual stimuli. These written words are to be taken with a grain of salt, because they derive from my spoken EL, which can only be recognized, if you  listen to it. Surely, EL is about auditory stimuli. This writing isn’t attention-demanding advertisement, but real language, one the first and, likely, the only written version of spoken EL, you will ever read.

 

Of course, you don’t believe me and I already know, this writing is not going to convince you, to talk with me. To the contrary, it proves, you right, to continue with DL. After all, you are so happy, so peaceful, so satisfied and so full of energy. How can someone, who has never spoken with you, know something about you, which you don’t know yourself? You are immediately offended and turned off, but after you continue reading, you will realize, it was false alarm. Don’t worry, if these insignificant words rub you the wrong way. In fact, this is necessary, to get my point.

 

I am enlightened and this is already clear, by reading my writing. Stated differently, by reading my writing or by listening to my You Tube videos, you find, to your own surprise, that you are enlightened too. It is a big difference, between how you felt before. You  never felt this way, as there was never any focus on listening to your language. Although you only read this, you can’t help imagine, what it sounds like and your suspicion is true: it completely bypasses your so-called mind. I write this about my EL, therefore, you read about my Language Enlightenment (LE).

 

Let me explain, why limbicease is my skype name. It is no coincidence, that this sentence rhymes, as the resonance of my EL, always creates relaxing poetry. The limbic system, is that part of your brain, which is involved in your emotions, your motivation, your ability to learn and your memory. Instead of having an agitated, fearful, stressful limbic system with DL, I present the possibility of dealing with language, in an effortless, positive and enjoyable manner. There is no need to fight, flee or freeze, when we have EL and you will be amazed, what you are able to say, when your limbic system, is finally equanimous, due to the sound of your own voice, while you speak.

 

With EL you will remember, that you were actually always a happy person. Your EL expresses your LE, because, who you really are, is not your fear, your anger, your anxiety or your confusion. Who you are is your wellbeing, which is either created with and maintained by your language or forgotten, ignored and made impossible, by your language. This is why your DL stops, if you engage in EL. However, your conditioning history is such, that even if you would  talk with me, to have some EL, your DL will still rear its ugly head. Stated differently, if you talk with me, you will for sure experience your EL and LE, but it is equally sure, you will very soon bounce back again to your usual DL-hell. This is where talking with me, more regularly, becomes helpful, but also necessary,  because talking with me, means you are having EL and having EL, means you are talking with yourself. I know what to do, to keep the EL conversation going.   

 

Situation,

 

Regardless of what your situation you are in, how did you get into this situation, in the first place? It is because of your Disembodied Language (DL), that everything is the way it is. Everything would be very different, if you knew, this was actually the case, but since you don’t know about the difference between DL and Embodied Language (EL), your situation gets worse, day by day. You may experience the same problems, the same misery, the same beliefs or the same meaninglessness, but everything gets more complicated, intense and destructive, because you don’t have any solution to your dilemmas. The only thing, which would really make a difference in your situation, is if you could stop your DL and have EL.

 

The reason, I write today about the situation, is because I read some news, that Biden held a press conference, in which he said to his audience, toward the end of his scripted speech: “I have to go to the situation-room. There is an issue, I need to deal with.” It is hilarious, there is even such a thing, as the situation-room, in which we, presumably, deal with issues. This ridiculous figure of speech, which obviously is a product of DL, seems to suggest, we can contain our issues, in some room, but nothing is further away from the truth. Our problems, literally, are all over the map and the only thing, we can do, is address them with our EL, instead of our usual DL.

 

Although everyone – with DL – keeps talking about our problems, there is, of course, only our personal problem, which is our mechanical use of DL. Each of us reaps the negative consequences of our own DL. This is the inevitable situation, everyone with DL is in: you remain busy with the DL of others, only to the extent, that you haven’t dealt with your own DL. Yes, this has nothing to do with politics. If you can’t acknowledge that, your situation will spiral out of control, no matter what you do. As a matter of fact, everything you do – with DL – makes things worse.

 

The precarious situation you are in, is that you still believe in all sorts of verbal constructs, which have absolutely no relationship to the reality of your life. If you consider it scientifically, you find, that your ability to speak, listen, read or write, have nothing to do with your religion, your country or whatever you claim to be, your identity. Yes, we talk a certain way, because of what we believe, but, obviously, we don’t talk, because of our belief. Likewise, although we only listen to what we want to hear, our country doesn’t cause us to listen, as minimally, as badly, as we do. Furthermore, what we read, doesn’t cause us to speak any differently. This is the greatest hoax, there has ever been: that our written language can change our spoken language. Surely, since we only know how to engage in DL, what we have written, is a product of our almost constant involvement in DL. However, our own written language – which comes about, when we engage in EL and write and read, what we have written about listening to ourselves while we speak – permanently changes how we deal with our language, as we prefer our EL over our DL.

 

We have all heard or read the saying: those who do not learn history, are doomed to repeat it. However, this statement typically describes the situation of someone, who is used to having DL. It is not history which repeats, but it is your language. With EL, such a statement would never be made. Besides, we are not condemned by our ignorance about our past, but by our inability to listen to ourselves, while we speak. It is our unnatural speech, in which we don’t listen to ourselves – because only listening to others is considered to be important – which sets the stage for how we use our language and regulate all of our other behavior. In effect, our lives are a total mess.

 

One of the main reasons, you haven’t discovered, for yourself, the immense difference between your DL and your EL, is because you are afraid, about the shocking realization, that your situation, with DL, is totally out of control. Somehow, you keep pushing  and dragging yourself through your dismal life, but you have no home in your own language. Surely, it is absurd and astonishing, everyone with DL claims to know what they are talking about, while they have  no clue about the magnificent workings of EL. Those who admit the great difference between DL and EL, certainly don’t have a rosy picture of the world, as only they can see the terrible situation everyone is in with their DL. With DL, you dissociate and cover things up, as you don’t know how to deal with it.

 

When we cannot get out of a threatening situation, we are traumatized, but yet, we get used to it, and, therefore, everyone is used to DL. We have never been able, for any significant amount of time, to deliberately, skillfully, consciously, stop our own DL and, consequently, we have never experienced the situation, in which EL could effortlessly continue.

 

When you finally are able to stop your DL, tears will flow, as there is a lot of catching up to do, but you will feel certain, that you have really entered a new situation. You take in this new situation, step back and become aware of the many implications of your ongoing EL. You are enlightened, the moment you stop your DL and have EL. Thus, your ongoing EL is your Language Enlightenment (LE). No attempt at lightening your situation will fall on deaf ears, as you  always listen to yourself. The fact, that no one with DL listens to you, stimulates you to start listening to yourself. With EL, you bravely accept the situation of who your really are and who you have always been.            

 

Voorspelling,

 

De aarde was altijd al rond, ook al geloofden we eeuwen-lang dat ie plat was. Ook onze Belichaamde Taal (BT) was altijd al waar, ook al weten we er nog steeds geen ene moer vanaf. De voorspelling, dat we allemaal over BT zullen gaan praten –  omdat we eindelijk in staat zijn geraakt, om onze Ontlichaamde Taal (OT) een halt toe te roepen – zal gaan uitkomen, maar dat heeft helemaal niets te maken, met het arriveren van een zogenaamde verlosser of het nawauwelen van een religieus leider of boek.

 

Mijn voorspelling is al aan het uitkomen, ofschoon niemand in de gaten heeft, dat alle onze conflicten en problemen eigenlijk aangeven, dat het voorgoed gedaan is met onze OT. Wij hebben tot dusver met OT kunnen verder gaan, maar alles duidt erop, dat dit niet langer het geval is. Alles escaleert met OT en iedereen wordt steeds gekker. Onze onintelligente omgang met taal creert het geweld, de chaos en de verwarring, die overal waarneembaar is. Uiteraard ontkomen wij niet aan de gevolgen van onze eigen OT en al onze tegenstrijdigheden liggen eigenlijk al op tafel. We kunnen er alleen met BT over praten.

 

Het is zo, dat ik geen voorspelling doe, maar dat ik een voorspelling ben. Ik ben het levende bewijs, dat BT niet alleen mogelijk, maar hoognodig is, want het is werkelijk de oplossing voor al onze problemen. Ik aarzel niet, om vast te stellen, dat ik dus letterlijk de wijsheid in pacht heb. Mijn BT is beslist niet uit de lucht komen vallen en iedereen, die zich erin zou verdiepen, kan niet anders, dan erkennen, dat geen van de mensen, die het hoogste woord voeren, iets afweten van het enorme verschil tussen OT en BT.

 

Iemand’s intelligentie, tevredenheid, ontspanning of energie, wordt altijd bepaald door voorspelling. Wat wij willen, kan alleen gebeuren, als wij het gedrag produceren, dat tot gevolg heeft, dat onze wens in vervulling gaat. Uiteraard is ons zogenaamde doel iets wat alleen door onze taal gestalte kan krijgen en bereikt kan worden. Als wij, ondanks bloed, zweet en tranen, er toch niet in slagen, om ons doel te bereiken, dan toont dit eenvoudigweg aan, dat wij onszelf, ongemerkt, hadden opgezadeld met een doel, dat niet ons doel was. Ons eigen levens-doel wordt altijd bereikt, niet later, maar meteen. Onze voorspelling, is dus de juiste omschrijving van wie we zijn, als wij geen enkel doel hoeven te bereiken.

 

Ik doe geen enkele ongelovelijke voorspelling en als jij met mij praat, dan zul je erachter komen, dat OT je heeft beladen met allerlei bakers-praatjes. Het is zinvol, om even stil te staan, bij het feit, dat bakers of kraamverzorgsters, vroeger, bij het gebrek aan wetenschappelijke kennis, vanuit onwetendheid, allerlei onjuiste beweringen deden, betreffende conceptie, zwangerschap, bevalling of babytijd, de eerste levens-fase. De plotselinge overgang van onze OT naar BT – die dus nog nooit bewust heeft plaatsgevonden –  is eveneens een soort geboorte,  eigenlijk een weder-geboorte, waarover ons allerlei psychologische, philosofische, bijgelovige, spirituele en moralistiche flauwe kul is aangepraat en meestal is opgedrongen. Als wij met onszelf praten en naar onszelf gaan luisteren, dan valt die last van ons af.

 

In wat ik vroeger Luisterend Spreken noemde en nu omschrijf als BT, worden wij elke keer herboren. Dit is een voorspelling, die uitkomt, als jij gaat doen wat je moet doen, omdat te kunnen ervaren. Er gaat altijd iets aan jou gedrag vooraf en er is ook altijd een gevolg, van wat je doet of wat je niet doet. Het daarover hardop met jezelf spreken en het daarnaar luisteren, bepaalt dat jij kunt handelen vanuit eigen intelligentie en authoriteit. Ik behoef van niemand bevestiging over mijn BT, omdat ik het al waardeer. Bovendien is de voortgang van BT mijn waarheid en dus mijn Taal Verlichting (TV). Mijn BT kan alleen gewaardeerd worden, door hen die het ook hebben.

 

Voorspelling leidt tot intelligenter gedrag. Wanneer de voorspelling uitkomt, vindt er een bekrachtiging plaats van ons succesvolle gedrag en als dit niet het geval is, dan valt ons probleem-gedrag, vaak zonder dat wij er erg in hebben, weg. We houden er vanzelf mee op en daardoor komt er de energie vrij, om ons op een andere manier te gedragen. De afwezigheid van het voor ons juiste gedrag, is dus ook altijd een gebrek aan energie en verbale aandacht, voor wat er echt aan de hand is. Het hardop zeggen en het luisteren naar waar onze aandacht naar toe gaat, is een weldadig, ontspannen,vernieuwend proces, waarin wij vollopen en overstromen met energie.

 

Jou voorspelling wordt in jou BT altijd bewaarheid en dat is dus jou TV. Met BT praten wij met elkaar als verlichte wezens. Ons gesprek met onszelf en met elkaar is een vorm van archeologie, want wij ontdekken wat met OT eenvoudigweg niet mogelijk was. Het valt niet te meer ontkennen, dat onze BT rationeler, pragmatischer en subtieler is, dan onze OT en dat daardoor OT volledig heeft afgedaan. Na het ontdekken van het grote verschil tussen OT en BT, vindt er een onvermijdelijke vermindering van OT en toename van BT plaats. Indien dit echter niet gebeurd, dan is dat omdat wij het verschil tussen OT en BT nog niet echt hebben gehoord en ervaren. We zeggen misschien dan wel, dat we BT willen hebben, maar zijn nog steeds geneigd te ontkennen, dat we weer, vanuit onze conditionering, in OT vervallen.

 

In BT, maakt het ene moment het andere moment mogelijk. Onze taal ontvouwt zich op organische wijze, ieder moment op de juiste wijze voorspellend wat er in het volgende moment gaat gebeuren. In OT gebeurt echter het tegenovergestelde, omdat onze taal geforceerd, geacteerd en herhalend is, wat  natuurlijk hoorbaar is in de onaangename klank van onze altijd aandacht-vragende, energieverslindende, vermoeiende stem. Het Griekse woord prognosis, betekent eveneens voorspelling of voor-kennis over het vermoedlijke verloop van een ziekte. Het is van toepassing op OT, op onze ongezonde, onbewuste, onnatuurlijke wijze van omgang met taal. Er bestaat dus absoluut niet zoiets als een geestes-ziekte, maar er is wel degelijk onze gebruikelijke, geaccepteerde en zelfs vereistte, ongevoelige omgang met taal, die onvermijdelijk tot gevolg heeft, dat wij het contact met onszelf volledig kwijt zijn en daardoor allerlei bijgelovige, dwangmatige gedragingen ontwikkelen, in de ijdele hoop, dat wij op die bias-manier kunnen afdwingen – of in ieder geval in de illusie kunnen blijven geloven – dat wij gelijk hebben en zogezegd de juiste inschatting hadden gemaakt, van hoe het zou gaan. Het woord profeet is eveneens afkomstig uit het Grieks, van prophetes, a spokesman, one who foretells, who speaks for god – who for so long, due to OT, took the place of real knowledge – ; pro betekent voor en phanai, spreken of zeggen. Er zijn natuurlijk geen goden, alleen maar mensen, die iets zeggen.

 

Borders,

 

Although borders are, of course, man-made, there is no country without them. It is astonishing, to see how, in the name of the globalization of the world economy, governments have allowed millions of people – who never integrate into the culture – who take advantage of and destroy, everything that was good, about what were once countries. It is equally interesting, to notice, due to social media, the boundaries of our personal lives have become blurred, yet, simultaneously, we are increasingly entrenched in our preferred echo-chambers and our ability to communicate has swiftly withered away.   

 

With the existence of countries and maintenance of borders, the chaos and conflict – which has always been there, because mankind never acknowledged, let alone, dealt with, the great difference between our Disembodied Language (DL) and our Embodied Language (EL) – was still somewhat orderly, but old institutions lose support, with the rapidly changing demographics of societies. Again, at the individual level, this certainly means, less security, for anyone, who was privileged to live in a relatively stable, free, Western, democratic country. Furthermore, the DL,  with which we have created and maintained our communities, escalates into violence, as things are,  obviously, falling apart and getting worse by the day.

 

Since we have, until now, refused to look into how we are actually using our language or, rather, how we are being used by language, which never really was ours to begin with – because with mechanical, unconscious DL, we always stick to and unknowingly are imprisoned by, a particular narrative – any kind of pre-existing boundary is threatened. Our respect  for and faith in science, which created the comfort we enjoy, declined, as forceful political dogma has even put an end to the so-called debate, in which the DL of one person or party competed with the DL of another. Cancel-culture is destroying borders and the deliberately created chaos is carefully exploited by those, who seek to dominate others.

 

Since I know enough about the difference between my own DL and my own EL, to realize my Language Enlightenment (LE) – which allows me to continue with my EL – my boundaries are rock-solid. I never knew, I would enjoy being as private, as I am today. I don’t need anyone’s DL and people seem to notice, I am not interested in their phony talk. My EL guides me, to stay away from anything, that will affect me negatively. My ongoing EL instructs me to practice active avoidance as my most dominant behavior. I only approach what is beneficial to me and seldom need to escape from anything threatening, because I am so good at recognizing and avoiding DL. Anyone as sane as I am, will have strong borders, that is, he or she will be able to be and remain alone, with his or her own individuality and wholeness. It isn’t openness to others, which characterizes me, but my ability to stay with myself, with my own language.

 

History teaches us, once our borders are secured, nations can turn to social order. Likewise, our own personal behavioral history shows us, if we talk with ourselves and listen to ourselves, the consequences of our actions. My borders are not selected by me, by some internal self, by my mind, my thoughts or by my choice, but they are effortlessly and naturally determined by my EL, which informs me about the immediate and long-term positive consequences of my protective avoidance behavior. I am also acutely aware whenever I approach danger and I no longer feel any need or obligation, to get close to anyone with DL. I am truly free, but my integrity is defined by my borders. I got to where I am today, because I have literally and verbally crossed many borders.

 

Since I respect my own borders, I have no problem with the walls people put up, who engage in DL. As a matter of fact, I am totally comfortable with and certain about knowing, that they will stay in their self-imposed prison. Living within my borders, is afforded to me by my EL. Yet, I have no longer any urge to convince anyone about EL. Since I am victorious with my EL, my empire keeps becoming larger and larger and, subsequently, I have had to expand my borders. Due to my own history with DL, I had made myself live within borders, which were never mine, as they weren’t the result of my EL, but they were coerced, by the DL of those, who I have lived with, met and, eventually, left behind. I used to be, verbally, very small, but my EL made me live up to my name, Maximus, which means the biggest. Of course, I only write or say these things to elaborate on and extend my borders. It is amazing, how the new keeps revealing itself in my EL. If you would be interested in talking about EL, I would talk with you.

 

Pond,

 

When you throw a rock in the pond, there will be a ripple effect and when you use a particular word, you trigger for yourself, but also, for others, a whole set of reactions. We, unknowingly, constantly, react to our own language or to the language of others. Our reactivity prevents us from responding or from using our language for us, instead of against us. We have weaponized our language, as we believe, we can win the argument. Surely, the language we use, isn’t really our language, as we are possessed by it, rather than in charge of it and use it as we want to.

 

When we look into the clear water of the pond and watch the red carps swimming around, we become aware of the sound of the words, we use, while we speak and, suddenly, without any practice, without any effort, we engage in Embodied Language (EL), as our usual Disembodied Language (DL) has come to an end. This shift in our attention, had nothing to do with the words we said, as we didn’t say anything, that is, we didn’t speak, to have others listen to us, but we spoke, to be able to listen to ourselves.

 

The pond is not a metaphor for our language, since anything that comes to, supposedly, represent our language, creates more confusion. People compare  language to water, music, consciousness, poetry, comfort, health, illness, escape, worry or struggle, but such indirect use of language is the basis for DL.  In EL, we don’t compare our language to anything and, consequently, our words begin to make sense. We call it having peace of mind, but we finally are able to use our language correctly and joyfully.

 

We say, a picture speaks a thousand words, but we don’t realize, we engage, as usual, in DL. We even claim, we think in pictures, but this is only the way in which we speak, as neuroscientists have never found any words or pictures inside our brain. Our DL takes us into all kinds of falsehoods, which only become clear, if our DL has been stopped. Perhaps, it helps to meditate near a pond, but most likely it will not make any difference, unless we start talking out loud with ourselves and listening to the sound of our voice, so we can hear, we no longer sound so agitated, fragmented, confused and disappointed.

 

Only if there’s not a whiff of wind, the surface of the pond will be smooth as glass and perfectly reflect the single fluffy cloud, which is floating through the inky sky and temporarily obfuscating the full moon. By describing what is in our attention, we become attentive and whatever was attracting and holding our attention, is now giving us attention. In DL, we, as speakers or as writers, always demand the listener’s or the reader’s attention, but in EL, the speaker is him or herself the listener and the writer is him or herself the reader. During EL, there is no other listener, than the speaker him or herself and no other reader, than the writer him or herself. Our inability to conceptualize this, shows that we use our language unintelligently and unrealistically.

 

To speak and to imagine, there exists is a listener, other than we ourselves, is to fantasize about yet another pipe-dream, which is a nightmare, since we are never really listened to by the other. Likewise, to write, in the hope or in the belief, that others will read, understand or appreciate it, prevents us from acknowledging, that we can have our own language and, therefore, our own understanding of ourselves. Like the previously described fixation on words, this outward orientation, also changes the sound of our voice and makes us sound demanding and draining.

 

In DL, we force others to listen to us, but they never really listen, as they don’t want to listen, because we don’t speak in a manner, which elicits listening. As I have stated, we either react or respond, but our ability to do one or the other, isn’t, as we would all like to believe, voluntary. To the contrary, any kind of threat, even a perceived threat, elicits – whether we admit it or not, talk about it or not, are aware about it or not – an involuntary, autonomic or mobilization reaction. Similarly, what Stephen Porges has called, neuroception, that is, our awareness of whether we are safe instead of threatened, is also involuntary, it just happens, as we are all innately wired to survive. When we feel safe, we know, we feel safe and we know, because our DL has stopped and we have EL. Only during EL, do we use our language voluntarily.

 

I happen to know two famous Americans authors, who are somewhat obsessed with ponds. In his book Walden Two, B.F. Skinner steps into the shoes of the transcendentalist H.D. Thoreau, who wrote Walden; or Life in the Woods. Thoreau was a writer and Skinner had also wanted to become a writer before he became a behavioral scientist. Thoreau’s text, was a reflection upon his simple living in natural surroundings and Skinner’s book was an illustration of what a society could be like, if it was based on his behavioral principles. Both men are examples of the great American ideal of personal freedom, independence and self-reliance. Thoreau lived for two years in a self-made hut, near the Walden Pond. Skinner also always did his own thing and he single-handedly created behavioral analysis. Like so many other so-called great thinkers, these men and Porges too, attempted to stop DL and have EL, but they didn’t succeed, as they considered, what was  written, as more important, than what was spoken.

 

When I started out writing this text, with pond as my theme, I didn’t know, I was going to write and remember what I just did. In this last paragraph, I want to speak about a pond, I once sat at, in the night, when I still lived in the Netherlands. It was so beautiful and so peaceful. One night, however, a gigantic branch, broke off and came crashing down  right next to me. It could have killed me, but I just continued to sit there and I was feeling so grateful. I am now also reminded of a poem I wrote back then.

 

Park

 

Sounds of cars are far away

The park is dark and still

I like to be here on my own until

Underneath my favorite tree

Feeling its depth and height

Peaceful unknown energy

Fills me up with light   

 

Bluegrass,

 

Yes, I like bluegrass music, because it is closer to Embodied Language (EL), than opera, rap, reggae, rock and roll or left-wing politics. Excuse me, but can we still have a real conversation? I mean, can we have some EL? Please, do what you need to do, to stop your Disembodied Language (DL), because I am not going to do it. Others may try, to get you to stop your DL, but I have given up on it. I rather continue with my own EL, but without you. That is what I do. I can do what I do, as I have realized my Language Enlightenment (LE). EL is, for you, not a big deal, but to me, it is, in fact, the defining issue of my life. EL is about my freedom, which is the freedom of speech.  

 

EL and LE are a big deal. It is the real deal. However, you can’t handle the real deal. You are into phony political deals and I can hear, in the sound of your voice, that you are not happy with it, although you keep trying to convince everyone, your DL is the best thing ever. Your DL is total bullshit. You may be a right-wing conservative, but you can’t step out of your own script, as I can. I know my own DL. It is just as stupid as yours. Knowing my own DL, gives me a clear picture of what your hopeless delusion is about. I know, I can also lay a heavy trip on you, but I don’t do that, because it is not doing me any good.

 

Bluegrass is a genre of American roots music, that developed in the 1940s in the Appalachian region of the United States. The only reason I talk about it, in this writing, is because something about Joe Biden’s hair, is really bothering me. It is this sticky, filthy, tiny mullet, at the back of his head, that is, according to me, why he, as a president, is doing as bad as he is. We have all heard about the long-haired Samson, who is sometimes mentioned, in the context of his relationship with the woman, who presumably led to his eventual downfall, as in, Samson and Deliah.

 

“She is so damned tough and loyal”, Biden bragged  about his wife (Jill), when he was still president elect, which means, he never believed in himself. His hairstyle reflects this. Biden clearly desperately tries to hang on to his last couple of hairs, but this doesn’t make any difference. As a matter of fact, his truncated hair, at the back of his head, predicts and explains the calamities, he is bringing upon the United States and the world, much better than any tea-leaves or tarot cards. This may sound ridiculous,  but the world has no other choice, than to hang on to every last piece of Biden’s hair. Going bold just ain’t his thing. Yes, we should be grateful, we can rely on his hair, to always be the way it is. It is about branding, consistency, dignity and aging wisely.   

 

What has this got to do with blue grass? Well, keep reading and you will find out. Every time you look at the back of Biden’s head, you know, who is going to win the next election. Forget about these so-called stolen elections, because it is the beautiful hair of the presidential candidate, which determines, who is going to be the next president. So what, Trump  set a new standard? His fluffy red hair pissed off so many people, they still can’t stop talking about it. There is nothing wrong with Trump, as a person, but his hair greatly infuriated people and Biden’s hair is pay-back. It is amazing, how a person’s appearance is affecting the outcome of the elections. Going back to Blue Grass, we all hunger for some authenticity.

 

Biden’s hair is a political statement: I may be an old man, but eighty is the new thirty. Being demented means, if I can’t have my way, I am always allowed to run my wheel-chair over your damn toes. My ghastly wife taught me to do this. In fact, she had to tell me over and over again, to convince me. She has my success at heart, that is why I always do as she tells me. She is such a great role-model, you know, a long-time educator, a proud military mom, as well as a prankster grandmother. Can you imagine, what it sounds like, when this ambitious, superficial, ruthless bitch says that: "The role I have felt always most at home in is Dr. Biden?" Yep, that’s typically her. Do I need to say more or did I say already too much?  

 

Of course, bluegrass was bluish-green grass, first introduced into Northern America, from Northern Europe. It might as well have come from Holland. The Dutch settlers came to the United States and created New Amsterdam, which later became New York. The Dutch didn’t care about religious beliefs, as they cared more about communication and trade. Because of Spinoza – a rogue Jewish-Dutch philosopher – people, in what was to become the United States, could believe whatever they wanted, as long as it didn’t interfere with selling snake-oil.  

 

I would like you to know, that apart from specific instrumentation, a distinguishing characteristic of bluegrass is vocal harmony featuring two, three, or four parts, often with a dissonant or modal sound in the highest voice, a style which is described as a high and lonesome sound. Your EL also always sounds lonesome, but, only when you first hear it. Although you can’t touch or smell it, it still helps to just look at Biden’s hair and imagine what it feels like to stroke it. It is greasy, but you will overcome your disgust with this flaky, mean, old man, if you firmly believe in the benefits it brings, that you are on the right team and on the right side of history.  

 

Bluegrass is absolutely essential to the sound of American music. I like it, that it is described as music that penetrates your soul, makes you want to howl and makes you want to hop on one leg. Biden does this sometimes, when he is giddy and folksy. It refers to the fact, he is still alive, in spite of his DL. The people who play it and those, who come around to listen to it and dance, are alive with something, that those who are not into Bluegrass seem to have lost. I like to sing my own text to old Bluegrass melodies to let you know, that we can still have EL. It helps me, to fit in, to have an excuse, to wear a cowboy hat and be the kind of American, I want to be. Just type my name, Maximus Peperkamp, on You Tube and you can hear my wonderful songs, which, in my opinion, are almost always better than the original.