Wednesday, February 1, 2023

 

Story,

 

When we finally call a halt to the unconscious way in which we have continued to deal with our language, a long-winded, backward, utterly lying story comes to an abrupt end. Only when we actually start to have Embodied Language (EL) do we come to the disconcerting realization that we have been preoccupied with Disembodied Language (DL) for a long time, in vain and unwillingly. One of the easily recognizable, oft-named, traits of DL is that everyone supposedly has their own story. A story is a monologue and every monologue gets in the way of conversation or dialogue. The fact that millions of people, as adults, have continued to believe in childish fairy tales has made us addicted to technology, which literally keeps us small by allowing us to endlessly repeat our story .

 

In the past, before social media made its appearance, 
people sometimes talked to each other and we could 
still laugh, because many a nagging, coughed-up story
 still seemed to contain a kind of core of truth.
Unfortunately, today even the most celebrated 
comedian is bored to death because he or she is not
 even allowed to talk about himself anymore, because, 
it is said, there is a different, a new kind of people today, 
who are not a man or appear to be a woman, but who 
want to read stories to innocent children, in libraries or 
in schools. However, there are also many other artists 
who preach their interpretation of the reality with their
 so-called arts. It is sometimes said of them, after they 
die of an overdose, after they are found to have some 
so-called mental illness or have attempted suicide, that 
behind their facade of fame and success there is a whole
story.

 

If you just wanted to talk to someone in the old-fashioned way again, you would immediately encounter resistance, which can always be traced back to what is nowadays called a narrative. This is the obligatory story that people tell themselves and each other from faith, politics, science, culture and, let's not forget, from our sexuality, sex or gender. The narrative that always predominates about sex is supposedly exclusively about physical characteristics, but the anecdotes we tell ourselves and each other about our gender refer to an amalgamation of social, cultural or psychological characteristics, associated with our biology. Surely, the ability to step out of our story has dropped to a true zero point. Everyone is hopelessly stuck in DL.

 

If we are to believe it – and we must believe it with DL – a story has a moral and so we suppose there would be something for us to learn. Nothing could be further from the truth. We have been endlessly dragged along by the various stories, which are of no personal significance to us, but which we are only able to let go of if we realize with EL, that we have continued to repeat those old legends with DL.

 

Regardless of what we keep telling ourselves and each other, we've never really truly succeeded in stopping our DL and thus leaving our stories behind so that we could talk to each other. This made us vulnerable to believing in stories about salvation. DL is happening everywhere and any attempt to have EL and thus to make real contact ends up in some dull, uninteresting, nasty story. Even though we suffer enormously from our fanatical, habitual,  compulsive belief in what we have continued to tell ourselves and each other, it is quite remarkable we still believe, we have created those horror stories ourselves. With DL, however, we do not create anything ourselves, but we live completely from our conditioning, which means, in one way or another, we just end up doing what we were told. Only if we can continue with EL, is it possible to create and stabilize our own reality with our own language. That stabilization, ushered in by EL, is our Language Enlightenment (LE), our true nature, which through us, with EL, can finally come into its own. LE is not some children's story we tell ourselves, but our mature, deliberate, joyful skill to be able to continue with our EL.

 

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