import{_ as t,c as o,o as a,ah as i}from"./chunks/framework.j4Nev8bF.js";const u=JSON.parse('{"title":"Contemplating Loneliness","description":"","frontmatter":{},"headers":[],"relativePath":"df_guide/3_with_loneliness.md","filePath":"df_guide/3_with_loneliness.md"}'),n={name:"df_guide/3_with_loneliness.md"};function s(r,e,h,l,d,p){return a(),o("div",null,[...e[0]||(e[0]=[i('<h1 id="contemplating-loneliness" tabindex="-1">Contemplating Loneliness <a class="header-anchor" href="#contemplating-loneliness" aria-label="Permalink to “Contemplating Loneliness”">​</a></h1><p>That last section ended a bit hollow for me ...</p><p>Life isn&#39;t so easy that one can just sing-a-song to change their mood ... at least not in the beginning.</p><div class="danger custom-block"><p class="custom-block-title">Actual Magic</p><p>I used to use a trick when I caught my mind going somewhere I didn&#39;t want to go ...</p><p>As soon as I realized where my mind was going I repeated the phrase, &quot;I have lives, and loves and dreams.&quot; Often three times ... and this was enough to scramble my brain, so as to clear my mind for the next random thought ... It was like shaking a magic 8 ball; <em>Nope! Next message!</em></p></div><p>The dude lived a crazy life ... was a fighter pilot in World War I; returned home a hero, so his uncle gifted him enough money that he&#39;d never have to worry about it again.</p><p>Went mountain climbing in India ... and then dove headfirst into the occult ... <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aleister_Crowley" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer">Aleister Crowley</a> was considered one of the most evil entities in his time, and afterwards.</p><p>Though he wrote one particular part of a book that I wish to mention ... <a href="https://invisiblehouse.org/pdf/liber004_1.pdf" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer">Part 1 of Book 4</a>.</p><p>In this collection Aleister recounts the precise method of meditation, and it&#39;s objective purpose; the key points of which I will now fail to recount or paraphrase accurately.</p><p>All of our minds are racing ... constantly, most of us can&#39;t control our thoughts, and those who say that they can are the least capable. Nonetheless, only the truest failures forsake the effort to try again; and so we arm ourselves will tools.</p><p>Meditation being one such tool ... And while often think of meditation as perhaps closing our eyes, or staring at a wall ... sitting still, or maybe even lying still ... but what is the purpose ?!?</p><p>Is the purpose to clear our minds ... empty our conscious to become one with the void ?!?</p><p><em>Or is that just the drugs talking?</em></p><p>I mean, it sounds like a nearly impossible feat to me ... so, no.</p><p>That is not the expectation I&#39;m going to bring to meditation ...</p><p>Rather, it is a time to observe our thoughts ... as each passes through our mind, ask of it, wherefrom do you travel, and why? What is your aspiration, and what is your fear?</p><p>And in this manner, weighing the might and mettle of our thoughts ... some we will deem virtuous, <em>and perhaps it is these we might learn to guard most against ...</em> while others we will hopefully be compelled to inquire ... what pain bore this negative emanation?</p><p>And so journey further within ourselves to find the deeper wounds that need healing.</p><p>Meditation is about the time we take to do this work ...</p><p>We do not close our eyes, or stare at a wall, in order to clear our minds ... but rather to more clearly see the journey each thought has taken to arrive at the surface of our consciousness;</p><p>And whereto it might be best served to go.</p>',20)])])}const c=t(n,[["render",s]]);export{u as __pageData,c as default};
