{Onregelmatig afwijkend}{stranger in paradise ...}

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ALL
that I claim
for the myDistories
offered HERE & in LJ,
is that they are more or less confirmed
by my own experience &
observation,
and that they have increased
my own joy to be alive
whenever I have acted in accordance
with them!

NEVER
really content
to shup myself up
in some ivory tower, I have lived in the world -
sharing the troubles, joys, pleasures
and pains which are
familiar to all
of us?


OUT
of that experience
I have tried to fashion
most of myLiveJournal & myDistories
for the past fifty years
which might be profitably put to use by
every interested man & woman.
My daily living for sixty years
has been the source to get what "I want" out of life,
EVEN in the most difficult times.


I HAVE BEEN TRYING
to engage as much as possible
through all these times
and different places in frankness,
absence of pretending,
flashes of encountered humor,
a hopefully humane common sense
and reflective insight thanks to
more than 4000 years of
human development all over the world,
but also
mainly endebted to Jews,
Greeks, Romans,
Indians & Chinese ways of 'breeding'
for survival
through multicultural arts
and a limited knowledge of sciences
and very simple travels
and ways of living.
My father {at 30 years young}
was shot by 'soldiers' five months before I was born
and my mother had to work quite hard
her whole life
just to survive:
I refused military service and 'got lost'
during the Six Day War in '67.
Old hash, because it's all been told
before in varying details
and moods.


BY NOW
I think I could turn into some kind of "Buddha"
and/or live like my red cat:
placid & selfcontained.
I have been sitting, standing and walking long
and looking at them:
no sweat or whining about poor conditions,
not lying awake in the dark and weep for unbearable sins,
or being sick from discussing our 'duties to g*d{s}',
not dissatisfied anymore, nor demented with
the mania of 'owning' things,
not kneeling for anybody alive,
nor to 'honorable ancestors' that lived
thousands of years ago and not 'respectable'
or permanently
unhappy, stressed or
'disgusted'.


THESE
myDistories I noted down,
{re}wrote & {re}copied in past & present
for my own pleasure, happiness and enjoyment
in being alive.
not meant for any special group of people
or addressed to those
who regard a practical problem merely as something
'to be talked about'.
No profound philosophy, ruddy religion or deep erudition
I can claim,
I have always aimed only at 'putting together'
some remarks
which are inspired by what I hope is humor and
common sense.


ON
this ground
I venture to hope that maybe
some among those multitudes of men & women who
seem to suffer unhappiness without enjoying it,
may sometimes find their situation
recognized and experienced
by other people, 'young and old' and
every now and then
methods of 'escape' {religious and philosophical
or otherwise?}
are suggested!


ANIMALS
are 'happy' so long as they have health
and enough to eat.
Human beings, one feels, OUGHT to be, but they are not?
At least in a great majority of cases ...
IF you are unhappy yourself, you will probably also be prepared
to admit
that you are not really exceptional
in this!
If you are 'happy', ask yourself how many friends
or acquaintances are so.
And when you have 'reviewed' the people you know,
try to teach yourself
the art of 'reading faces':
try to make yourself receptive to the different MOODS of those
whom you meet in the course of an ordinary day
{including YOURSELF!}.


A MARK
is there to see in every face you meet,
Marks of weakness & woe!
Though the kinds are different,
you will find that 'unhappiness' meets you everywhere?
Stand in some busy street anywhere in the world
during working days,
or on a main square at the weekend; at a disco, shop,
office or factory, temple or church, or whatever place
you fancy?
Empty your mind of your ego and let
the personalities of these strangers about you
take 'possession of you' one
after another.


AND
you might find
that each of these different crowds
has its own trouble.
In these crowds you will see anxiety,
excessive concentration or lack of it,
dyspepsia, bulimia, anorexia, lack of interest in anything
but the struggle to survive,
incapacity for play or humor and unconscious of our
'fellow creatures' ...


ON
a weekend or holiday,
you might see men & women, some quite comfortably off
and even some very 'rich', engaged in the pursuit of company,
sex or
'pleasure'!


THESE
typical human pursuits
are usally conducted by 'all' at a uniform pace,
that of the slowest or fastest automobile in the procession;
it seems impossible to see the road for the crowds and the cars,
or the scenery since looking aside could
and would cause an
accident?


ALMOST ALL
the occupants of 'automobilistic strangers'
seem to be totally absorbed in the desire to pass other
'human robots',
which they can't do on account of
the crowds.


IF OUR MINDS
wander from these preoccupations,
as will happen occasionally to those who are not
themselves 'driving',
an unutterable boredom seizes upon them
and stamps their features with trivial
pursuit of discontent.


ONCE IN A WHILE
a car- or busload of simple people
will show some signs of genuine enjoyment,
but they might cause indignation by 'erratic bahavior,
and ultimately get into the hands of the police
owing to 'an accident';
even enjoyment in holiday time
seems almost 'illegal'!?


OR AGAIN,
watch people at a 'gay' evening.
All come determined to be 'happy',
with the kind of grim resolve
with which one determines not to make a fuss
at the dentist's.
It is generally held that drink, drugs and 'petting'
are the gateways to joy,
so people get drunk or too stoned and/or 'high'
quite quickly and
try not to notice how much their partners
disgust them after all.


AFTER
a sufficient amount of drink or drugs,
men begin to weep or fall asleep,
and/or to lament how unworthy they are,
morally, of the devotion
of their mothers:
it seems all that drinks & drugs do for them is to liberate
the 'sense of sin', which 'reason' usually suppresses
in 'saner' moments?

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gemeenverwardgaap!
bah!nahnahverdrietig
cool!erg vrolijkvrolijk
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