One of the most powerful stories I have ever heard on the nature of the human heart is told by Malcolm Muggeridge. Working as a journalist in India, he left his residence one evening to go to a nearby river for a swim. As he entered the water, across the river he saw an Indian woman from the nearby village who had come to have her bath. Muggeridge impulsively felt the allurement of the moment, and temptation stormed into his mind. He had lived with this kind of struggle for years but had somehow fought it off in honor of his commitment to his wife, Kitty. On this occasion, however, he wondered if he could cross the line of marital fidelity. He struggled just for a moment and then swam furiously toward the woman, literally trying to outdistance his conscience. His mind fed him the fantasy that stolen waters would be sweet, and he swam the harder for it. Now he was just two or three feet away from her, and as he emerged from the water, any emotion that may have gripped him paled into insignificance when compared with the devastation that shattered him as he looked at her.
“She was old and hideous…and her skin was wrinkled and, worst of all, she was a leper….This creature grinned at me, showing a toothless mask.” The experience left Muggeridge trembling and muttering under his breath, “What a dirty lecherous woman!” But then the rude shock of it dawned upon him—it was not the woman who was lecherous; it was his own heart.
It’s ironic how we work so hard, yet we can’t afford a smile;
It’s funny how we struggle to impress, yet we don’t care;
It’s weird how we have expensive watches, and no time;
Today I choose to smile at any attempt at humor;
I will simulate a moment in future when am sure I will be happy;
Today I will try to listen keenly and nod my head even if don’t want to;
Do what think is right, not what you feel is right;
Say what you mean, and mean what you say;
If you start alone, be sure to finish alone;
Incline more to be nonchalant, and less meddlesome;
Be candid, reflective, conscious, and visionary;
Hope for the best, but expect the worst;
Remember, to be is to be perceived;
Love yourself, be unselfish, and promote cohesiveness;
Life is like a game of chess, know what is helpful, recognize what is important, defend your strength, and guard your weakness. With patience and endurance, the smallest, weakest and the least expected flint of hope can give raise to the most powerful force. But most importantly, never give up!!! Never give up… Hope for the best, if the worst comes along, receive it with gratitude and take comfort in the lesson. Learn fast and move on. Make better moves. Think smarter. And act smart and swiftly. You have value. You’re the man! You’re a champ. You’re the man… You are old enough. You are smart enough. You are strong enough. You are wise enough. You’re the man!!! You’re the man…!!! Sail your life exactly where you want to go.
Inspired by the movie, Queen Of Katwe (2016)
You cannot blame a man being hungry, least for explaining the source and course of his hunger. There is no God. God exists as an experiential phenomenon inside out thoughts. So if you haven’t or can’t experience that, then there can’t be God. The bible happens to discard common sense and logic. How would God have created man with common sense to worship Him with all he got except Logic? Except common sense? Luckily, I found my source of absolute truth, and I believed it. If a man finds another and believes it, then let him. To me, Urantia Book matches my image of logic, common sense, God, power, mortality, love, terrestrial distribution, and hope. So believed it.
My great grandfather was a medicine man. He treated people who were cursed with spells, treated people with biological diseases, but most importantly, he made sacrifices at the mountain for rain and returned home wet. Christianity offers nothing except weakness, shame and guilt!!! In the scripture, it’s called meekness, the dictionary interprets that as controlled strength, but our pastors and bishops interpret that as weakness. They use it to prey on us. A man lives in a wheel chair almost his entire life having not to enjoy the wonders of the world, then you say he is wrong for believing in physics, you are wrong! Physics has given him a chair, speech, and medicine. God, has given him nothing to hold on to! God does what is best for everyone, so maybe this man might have become a murderer, as if there are no walking murderers. I think we are just as fortunate as a tree happens to grow in the middle of a tropical rain forest, never to be reached by fire, or power saw. That tree is no different from the one growing at the edge of the same forest, or a far forest. And if trees have no life, then maybe we are just like the trees, carrying life to the next generation, and when we die, the terrestrial have something to feed on to maintain their mortality.
As for me, I believe God is a Soul, living inside each and every human brain as intuition[more], emotion. That soul is the life, the same component that maketh matter, gives mass, decides density, and provides gravity for revolution of protons around nucleus of an atom. This symbol of a central object being revolved around by other independent objects is my singularity. It is evident everywhere, from galaxies, to atoms. Thus, God must either exist as a self-aware and personified layers of energy. I say layers because, without a start, there can never be an end. So, this energy must have begun the process of change, like making a decision, moving, reacting, harnessing, building, growing, reaching, or combining, or collision. Otherwise, the universe could and would have started at the first existent of eternity! But it didn’t. what prompted the start of a universe when it did was something in progress before and outside the aftermath whose result became the universe.
You can argue over opinions about God, but experience with Him and in Him exists above and beyond all human controversy and mere intellectual Knowledge – Urantia Book page 30 (1:6.6)
Is Da Vinci a plagiarist? Is Andy Warhol? Is Steve Jobs?
How do you take “the greatest story ever told” – a story around thousands of years and has been painted 100s of times, and make it your own?
Answer: Idea sex!
The most famous rendition is Da Vinci’s “The Last Supper. ”
Da Vinci was an amateur forensic doctor. He would cut up dead bodies to study, in great detail, all of the musculature, the bone structure, etc.
A “Last Supper” painting from the 13th century (see one of the attached images, “supper1”) was mostly two dimensional.
With no talking and no emotions on the faces despite the intensity of the dinner.
An intensity that has made it “the greatest story ever told” for 2000 years.
Da Vinci’s studies of human biology + his constant sketches of people talking in the street + “the greatest story ever told” = one of the most famous paintings in history.
And was Da Vinci’s concept original? Of course not! The story was already 1400 years old and had been painted hundreds of times.
Da Vinci made it his own. It became 100% original with his mastery of idea sex.
Steve Jobs didn’t invent the phone. The “genre” of the phone had existed for a century. The iPhone is a “phone” in every way.
He didn’t invent the MP3 player either. But he combined ideas, moved the genre forward and created his own micro-category which became THE category of smart phones.
And “The Last Supper” didn’t stop with Da Vinci.
Every industry and art form is the product of thousands of generations of idea sex. Every single one.
Check out the images attached to this post.
A) Dali’s surreal take:
Da Vinci tried to be as realistic as possible.
Dali combined surrealism with “The Last Supper”. The transparent, ambisexual blonde Jesus, The ghostlike body floating above. The disciples backs facing us (not done before in prior paintings).
B ) Fast forward to Andy Warhol: Da Vinci’s painting + the Warhol-style silk screening of it he made famous in his portraits of Marilyn Monroe and Elvis Presley.
Pop Art + The Last Supper = multi-million dollar painting.
Fast forward to one of my favorite TV shows, Battlestar Galactica and their marketing poster based on The Last Supper.
C) Battlestar Galactica:
A poster for Battlestar Galactica (see attached) is:
the battle between possibly semi-divine Cylons and humans (with a Judas) + Da Vinci’s exact representation = beautiful marketing poster. A work of art.
The OLD is thousands of years of story, of emotional conditioning, of wars, of sickness, of “rules” to help us conform.
The NEW, is you and the pleasure and thoughts and excitements that are uniquely you. What makes YOU happy?
It’s a party in your brain!
Do it with art. Do it with business. Do it for fun. Do it for love.
Take an idea from 100 years ago. From yesterday. From 1000 years ago. From your friend.
Tell a story around it in modern terms. Make it uniquely yours.
You can even make it a joke.
News article #1: a mother thrown out of Disney World because she was choking her child.
News article 2: United Airlines beating a passenger up.
1 + 2 = A mother was thrown out of DisneyWorld today for choking her son. Everything turned out ok, though. United hired her the next day.
Ok, not quite Louis CK but I’m practicing. Maybe one day I’ll be original.
P.S. Oh! I love this one.
Another great example of “idea sex” from Battlestar Galactica:
Jimi Hendrix’s “All Along the Watchtower” (written by an obscure songwriter named Bob Dylan and then Hendrix-ized) re-written and performed (and made totally original) by Bear McCreary for the show.
So beautiful. Please google it.
Seeing only the top of the pyramid of a work of art, or a business, or an invention, or an idea, misses the beauty of the entire pyramid.
What are some other cool examples?
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