Inception (Nothing has power except what you give it.)

Haha - did you really think that I'll NOT have a post on this?

So here we go.

I think reality is nothing but whatever we believe. Belief creates reality. Projections of different minds(people) start merging. Our mental strength determines our 'role' in that projection. I feel fairly grounded when I am at my "normal" level where projections of all people around me are similar because they are based on physical laws mainly. At next level - emotional or mental or dream, the projections of reality start getting confusing. I feel something, you feel something and it is hard to grasp it. We cannot quantify it and verify it. As we go deeper and deeper, intricacy increases. Just like the mazes created by dream architects in the movie. Another interesting thing is that the 'levels' are unidirectional in increasing complexity but their existence is overlapping. You can be at any level(s) any time. A beautifully complex feedback loop connects them in such a way that the 'maze' is almost impossible to solve.

Whose 'reality' is this? Am I in yours and following your directions because you are stronger than me? or is it the other way round? Am I letting you set my 'desires/wants/needs' so that you can fulfill yours or is it the other way round? or is someone else controlling us both?

I think it is very very imp to get clarity in head about where my actions and feelings are coming from and take full responsibility for them. Are they mine? Am I just conforming or resisting norms i.e. are they planted in me by someone else in my 'dream' like Fisher's?  If we are indeed living our own projection/dream, no character or situation in it should have power over us. They are all our creations!  

What does "mine" mean anyway? We are, after all, products of the reality projected by senses/feelings. The sense of "I" or "me" itself is a projection.


Ultimately, yes, there are all these projections of realities and we jump from one to other depending on what our strongest belief is at that time -but it is all finally a one big "dream". 
What is real then? Nothing. 

Umm, What?
Welcome to my maze :-)

Boy! I am hopeless

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Mind is obsessed with projecting. It is ok. No, it is not ok. This is happening. No, that is. This because of that or that because of this?? It grabs one object after other, one feeling after other and starts creating 'realities'. Here too, survival of the fittest. Strongest objects hold my attention longest. Spin me round and round into the web of thoughts.  I live there. This reality is shattered when the attraction for that object is overcome or just over. Moment of freedom. Space. Immediately I start auditioning objects for the next 'reality' show... 


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Strong objects are different for different people. For most they are sensory - big house, big car, fancy living (= money) or beauty. For some they are ideals - my country, my children, my intellect, my art, my devotion, my spirituality, my love.  Love, especially is the tricky one. It is intricately linked with our base desires, biological instincts yet holds immense potential to take us beyond those.

For most part, people stick with one object for life because they cannot come out of its grip. It offers security, sense of self. Few get to play with 2 or 3. Fortunate few understand the game. The fun of letting go. Expanding boundaries. Challenging yourself again and again. Breaking the laws and creating new ones. Ultimately letting go of this game too. 

I should have been an actor.