Meditation Diaries: What does living in the moment really mean?

Something I still don’t understand about living in the moment. Say you’re Angry at someone and your knee jerk reaction (a knee jerk reaction by definition requires no thinking)! is to slam that fucker in the face, aren’t you technically living in the moment, isn’t this a moment when smashing him in the face is the ultimate act of living in the moment?

I mean you aren’t thinking about it, you aren’t considering the consequences whether they be positive or negative, you’re literally living in the moment and letting your body react without thinking, your Fist is at his face before you even consider anything. Surely nothing quite encapsulates living in the moment than that? Yet obviously this is not the good thing to do, and so we teach ourselves not to.

So all this living in the moment stuff, isn’t it actually not living in the moment?

Meditation diaries: What Meditation is teaching me about my depression

I’ve tried talking therapies, just plain counselling none of which really worked on me. I was taught that the problem is thought patterns and thought loops that I get stuck into.

Meditation allows me to back away from the thought loops that can make depression harder to live with.

However, with meditation what it has taught me is that there is something much more to my despair than my thinking patterns. It’s worse than that. I feel despair without a thought, I can get to that mind space that is often called ‘the gap’ and all I feel within me is absaloute full to the brim of despair while simultaneously feeling empty. No thoughts to keep me there, just this feeling beyond words, beyond thoughts.

What i’m learning is that this is all hopeless.

I’m hopeless.

Anti-depressants don’t work much, therapy doesn’t work for me either and while meditation helps me to the degree that I can sit with the despair for longer rather than pacing, rather than ruminating I can sit with the despair with a sense of calm. Like i’m sat on a boat in the middle of a storm and there are surges of waves that are strong but I can just sit there as the wave cascade over me. But that has its limits, which I expect. Eventually it becomes more than I can take and all I can think is that I wish I could lay down and go to sleep and never wake up again.

I’m tired.

I don’t know why i’m Posting this other than to share my despair.

Which is ironic because I know how pointless everything is, including sharing this. Yet in this immediate moment this is what I feel like doing

 

I live in tyrannical state of mind

Why, I want to live on a secluded island
Away from everyone
So that I can feel lonely on my own
And scream “No one cares about my despair”
And not feel like an attention seeker
Because no one would be there to hear
And it’d take the burden away
Leaving me with these tyrants in my brain
Burning away at the scaffolding
Holding up my attempts at building
And I can be left within this ash and ruin
And maybe these tyrants would begin to tame
Without anymore buildings
To put up in flames

Lounging around with Matt Johnson the Gorilla: Amazon really does sell everything!

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Strange things that amazon has claimed to sell when on the google.

Do you like the smell of dead rats? Apparently Amazon has you covered:

What is funny about this one especially is that I had actually googled “Book smell.” Or something about searching for sprays or something that could provide that new book smell.
dead rat smell

Want a new heart? Amazon has just the thing for you!

Heart transplant

Is your heart too perfect? Want

Prime shipping

Or perhaps you’d like some new lungs?

Perhaps some new lungs

Got low heamoglobin? Buy some on amazon.

weird things you can buy

 
* note

All these were searched last year and I shared them with friends on facebook for shits and giggles. Now when I search these things these ads no longer come up. This makes me sad.

Negative shoes

This post and the comments that followed inspired this shit random off the cuff writing
I’ve put on some negative shoes
I can’t dance
So lift me out of the blues
These negative shoes
Don’t like my feet
They don’t like life
They admit defeat
My feet stink
My negative shoes

My negative shoes keep walking
Out on me
I’ve been looking for some positive shoes
But all shoes look like they’re smiling
So how’s a guy know
If they’re just upsidedown frowns?
I don’t know
But I keep gettin’ negative shoes
Standing in dog shit
Always is a hit
Trying to wash that shit
Out of the grooves
Is soul destroying
My shoes are destroying…..

me….