Hedonist

Society cannot be based around the principles of hedonism, it can only be based around enlightened principles, with art.

These writings are imagination talking to itself, an illusion perceiving a self that has form - momentary, circumstantial - and arriving at understanding through the experience of feeling which is necessarily true, and so truthful. How one chooses to act based on feelings that emerge is why consciousness exists in a collapsed form - it’s a rabbit hole I cannot navigate my way out of - where you are both constantly bound to an environment whilst at the very same time being able to see above it and way, way, beyond it; and if there was a perfect metaphor related to the idea of competition it would be between the absolute truth of God and the degree to which a moment - illusory in the context of near infinite space and time - is believed to be the only true thing, and the animal does not compete they operate within a specific function - and the human is beautiful - as a demonstration for how consciousness can be further bound by a natural instinct rooted to the environment via the most sensitive of senses, the human kingdom is near infinite in what can be imagined if there is access to knowledge and the animal cannot comprehend the implications of mathematics. Curiosity is the root of purpose, for if there was ever an idea for why a reality - as is currently being experienced - would need to exist, it would be for me and my curiosity, it’s not that anyone wins, it’s to bear witness to the direction conscious agents will aspire towards in pursuing an illusion where someone wins? There are only the curious, the not-so-curious, and the non-curious and we all exist in one of those three states in every moment - except God’s companions who exist in constant certitude and thus operate from the perspective of Ihsan - where in the curious group there only needs to be 1 who is bound to the absolute truth of God for all of existence to make perfect sense, where the logical conclusions of exploration is a constant evolving - through the mechanism of wanting to know more - in the scope of ones understanding through the experience of knowledge, any conscious agent that is able to abstract through language will always conclude God first, and then the truth of the environment becomes curious in what is determined to be true, and why a veil must exist - to know more deeply the beauty that lies within - and then life becomes a series of moments where one can cannot help but ponder and reflect, constantly. The risk to any human system is the hedonist who chooses to fixate on a single feeling in a single moment, whilst everyone else understands that the moment will pass and a new one will enter where the feeling will inevitably change and so life isn’t about me, at all, its about what I am able to experience, and I am thankful. It’s the hedonist who is most free and therefore the one that needs to reflect and ponder more deeply as to what the motivation is, alone, with only the words of the saints, sages, messengers, and prophets. The intention of the faithful is not to peer into the private lives of others, its to ponder and reflect, and then choose. The artist is the only one exempt, since they operate in the world of fiction, where the intention is to generate a feeling, so that one can think on a thing that would not otherwise have emerged - they must be protected at all costs, without them there is no interesting discussion, and hedonism takes over.

The idea of a word - to describe a thing - is the reason for it all, without the idea of a word there would only be a series of images that pass by without meaning, a purely reactionary existence, the human being is able to understand due to the moment after the word is uttered, when it becomes past tense, where the knowing of the meaning of a word and hindsight allows for wisdom to be realized - the reason why consciousness was created - where the choice is to learn constantly based on the wisdom of the knowledge gained in an experienced moment, or falling into a contradiction and making a choice like Prime Minister Justin Trudeau where wisdom is replaced with the hedonistic lust for power and control where the actual facts of the matter are in contradiction to his unrelenting personal opinion of sustaining war which is leading to hundreds of thousands of beautiful Ukrainians and Russians being exposed to unnecessary suffering - its only the Ukrainians that can save Ukraine from the clutches of those who use it as a thing that can be thrown away which when juxtaposed with the rich and beautiful history of Ukraine and Russia reveals the difference between what is better and what is a waste of time, energy, and resources - the hedonist is an unrelenting type - and an intelligent mass of people who understand democracy and the idea of Jesus Christ - may eternal peace and blessings be upon his eternally blessed soul - will know the only thing that can be done in a hostile environment is to be cool with everyone and try not to hurt anyone and if they do get you… <shrug>, so what? The intention of God is for something better to always emerge - from the uncertainty of a particle’s speed and position to an illuminating sun - and the mechanism to do that is a self that has free-will, the only way for an adventure to unfold, where the purpose of an adventure is to pursue something better, and more lasting, like the face of a true artist - the best of adventurers. And those who attempt to wrench open a closed argument must be approached with skepticism and curious questioning since they are using the mechanism of magic - distraction - to make it seem as though God can be denied - a pure contradiction.

God can only be thought of as imagination manifested real in every and any conceivable way, to try and understand a framework where God is unnecessary is impossible since the system would fall into the incompleteness fallacy, like the barber who follows a fixed and mechanical rule where he only shaves those people who don’t shave themselves leaving the barber in an infinite loop regarding his own beard and so before any other person can be shaved the barber is going back and forth, endlessly, and that is why all systems are incomplete since they cannot self-reference and recognize an infinite loop and so constantly fall into it. God is an absolute necessity for a universe to function where rules have a near endless set of exceptions where the barber can step out of his own rule since he knows that he can shave his own beard since he is self-aware - of his own state - and therefore God can create a stone that He cannot lift and then step out of that contradiction and lift it based on mechanical rules of a lever. Hedonism is related to two competing and contradictory statements of “God Controls All” and “you are free” the choice of the one or the other is predicated on how accessible hedonism is within the physical environment, the reason the contradiction exists is to demonstrate - at the very same time - both the mercy of God where control is relinquished to the human being so wisdom can emerge and the Power to allow evil and sin to be part of that narrative so that one is able to tap into the feeling of the character of Jesus Christ - may eternal peace and blessings be upon his eternally blessed soul - and seeing utter bemusement at the unrelenting push to pursue a man who wasn’t harming anyone and was simply speaking about ideas and then encouraging debate and discussion, and the beloved would never have left the side of the the Messiah - even if the moon were placed in his left hand and the sun in the right hand, for the beloved sought the bliss being offered and so his heart became perfectly calibrated as he walked in the dusty mountains of a nowhere desert with only the hot blazing sun as a reminder of the shade of love to come. God, in the Holy Scriptures, is constantly demonstrating that He sits above it all and yet is actively engaged in facilitating choices of created human beings to control, so a path of wisdom can be laid down, and the hedonist - when the slumber is shaken off - is the one who will realize the power they possess in understanding the nature of control and recalibrating themselves so that everyone gets along, like Russel Brand, the Tate brothers, and many many more, who have lived their lives, as Dr. Peterson has lived his life, unlike Dr. Peterson though, they emerge with wisdom and so sit above themeselves and Dr. Peterson in now making available their wisdom to the lonely, the struggling, and the abandoned, since they have faced the coldness of their ego and they have a control over it, Dr. Peterson encourage the good, please - otherwise the projection of contempt will lead you to a place where you may be adored but you will be lonely, like me.

The gift of the artist is one who represents the truth of having access to a scope of feeling unmatched by most who live in a normative state, the artist is able to exercise a new and different state in an instant which cannot be turned off and in the process of capturing a feeling the scope of experience grows, and as the artist grows the need to make art grows where, in the end, the artist is fundamentally a conversationalist with an intention to create something new, something not-known previously, with an internal curiosity that seeks the divine - even though some are veiled from that truth. Its the artist who must contain the feeling by describing its fictional nature where the intention was to offer an additional scope of experience to the audience, if the intention is for a feeling to become normative and fixed then art has misses the point, the only fixed point is God everything else is a matter of circumstance to explored with direction and purpose, and if it is not then it disappears and becomes a cheap thing that is sold and bought. The burden of the artist is to create a moment where one is able to see above it as a meta feeling where the past and present render a future that is self-evident in the direction feelings should take - eternally higher - where what emerges is undeniable wisdom like that lived by Shia LaBeouf - a person’s who trajectory of life has given him a strength that most artists will never be able to understand - who represents the brilliant ego of an artist that is certain of their ability to create, and so explores, and lets go, and struggles with chaos; and what a conversation it would be sitting at foot of the pyramids with only sand as a reminder of what took place and why and the art that is realized from the sliver of truth that is available to us from the distant and beautiful past. So be gentle with the artists they have experienced what they have so the scope of feelings they represent can contain a strength of certainty where my own personal moaning and expectations are more easily recognized and I aspire to be like the artist and develop, and expand, and exchange, inshallah.

Facts are power, man represents power, and power is ultimately a desire to seek out another to over power and control, and this is how men have always behaved and why women stepped forward to help bound that through love, its self-evident that mans natural instinct is to demonstrate power; God collapses that limited perspective to one where the face of the Japanese Samurai emerges speaking clearly that yielding absolute power is an illusion and any feelings that exist do so in the context of the journey related to the idea of being graceful and to understand a moment in the context of the past and the perfected next moment that can be realized as an aggregate of a dedication to a craft - I do admire the Japanese they have an acute awareness of the moments that exist between fixed states like the spring blossom as cold turns to warmth, and the autumn leaves as hot turns to coolness - where the slightest movement in a created moment is an attempt to replicate the truth of the general theory of relativity collapsed to perfect Matcha ceremony - there is a straight line between the two - where every moment considers for the potential, of the due harvesting moisture appearing from nowhere upon the opening lip, the moment after the sip is taken is thoughtfully considered in pursuit of perfection - as only masters would - where the intention is for a more perfect moment, and its only a hedonist who would understand the feeling of a moment where the intention is to feel pleasure, and if one could choose a tradition to walk through on a perfect blossom sunrise where the cool dew gently entices another petal to gently fall to the emerging carpet that lays below, then can anyone argue a place better than Japan? Yes, China. Although the hip-hop in Korea is best and since that is what defines me, Korea is the best, lol. I’m not going to differentiate between petals from the same tree when I’m always in awe of “why am I drawn to the material” nature of a thing, only a hedonist would understand playing [with ideas] until 4 in the morning, its the pleasure of reaching the pinnacle which is secretly what the hedonist seeks but can never find, and we have all been misdirected in believing there is only base heathen pleasure, its not true, look at the Japanese tradition, because when you do, you will see an example of a type Muslim that seeks a constant adventure where the path being sought is one of a more honorable character, and the beloved was allowed 7 to realize his pleasure - in that which one loves to indulge and be in the company of - and the rest of us 4. I don’t see a contradiction when the ancient traditions are analyzed and pondered upon, in-fact it sends my imagination into places that are open for enquiry and curiosity, in what occurs once the veil of ritual is left at the door. The hedonist is a truth that cannot be denied, it has a place, there are feelings and inspirations beyond the pleasure principle.

An idea that represents a mechanism to temper the pleasure of hedonism is the character of Levin - from Anna Karenina - the superman described by Nietzsche, the difference in what Nietzsche describes in his superman and the actual truth of a superman as described by Tolstoy, is that Levin was an enlightened Christian and Nietzsche deluded himself into believing that God wasn’t required for the superman to be realized - a perfected being - and I apologize because Nietzsche was a well-known hedonist and thus a man of intellect, but I do find myself laughing at his conclusions and his pursuit of an anchorless perspective within an ocean of near infinite space and time, and so he went insane since he couldn’t root his intelligence to anyone other than himself which resulted in a meaningless hedonism where one actually becomes the anti-thesis of a superman in believing that base desire is the only pleasurable thing to seek, and so he fell into a trap he laid for himself, if the truth of a thing is bound as a mechanism for life to function then abandoning that puts one into a perilous anxious state. Nietzsche demanded to know why hedonism should be frowned upon, if a desire exists then seek it, seeing only the personal self, and it’s that thing which separates a human being from the actual truth of God, where God is all-good and all-powerful, whilst the human is not since the human can be deluded into believing that there is nothing besides them and thus becomes ignorant, and when one is not aware of their ignorance then yes, its only the pleasure principle that matters, and there is a straight line from that to the insanity related to the idea of syphilis. And so the hedonist doesn’t have a flag, they don’t have a community, they only have art, they only need a thing to be curious about, and then one becomes like Bill Cunningham where the focus is the art and nothing else, who he was is unimportant, what he created is what needs to be judged by reflecting upon the moment captured and what it represents in a world that is becoming increasingly overt in its demand for all opinions to be recognized as valid, without justification. Alan Turing had a personal preference and that is it, he didn’t want to indulge in it with people who didn’t understand his particular type of hedonism (similar to how people won’t understand mine), and that’s been my experience the passing reference to a hedonistic pleasure stops at the point its articulated, after which the idea related to a computer being able to reason like a human being becomes the mechanism that brings people together - the laws of human beings has always strived to create an environment that facilitates that - and it is the artist who is shouldered with the burden to allow a feeling to be realized in a form and medium that is accessible where the viewer is moved, and in that movement a new feeling emerges that is defined by a fiction where one understands a thing a little more without needing to experience it first-hand. and the struggle the artist continually lives in is how to navigate an environment where fiction becomes reality and reality becomes fiction, and that is a disorienting state that is overcome with an anchor to the idea of God, and when the moment of art subsides, the artist is able to express his own feelings and then another set of feelings, and in doing so the observer becomes wise, and the artist becomes invaluable, the artist is a hedonist this is undeniable, and the mature mind is one that understands that art is what life actually is and there is a space and for everyone and the Muslim civilizations provide example after example of an old alley way with rickety old doors that open up into an area with fountains, and feasting, and laughing, and fun. The closest thing I got to that was sitting with my gay friends in a bar in the L.E.S where the moment wasn’t about them it was urging me to talk, and then nudged me a little more to describe the beauty of the universe with a circumstantial conscious agent in its midst, and then an exchange occurred, and on it went until closing time, where the streets were still full of laughter and magic. The reservations the theists hold is not towards the transgender who introduced me to the beauty of Akira Kurosawa it was towards those who think it fit to display another’s personal feelings for the world to see, this is 2023 the world is a big place where the personal space can be defined by the one who is mature. The outpouring of everyone’s hedonism outside of an artistic space is something I cannot reconcile and fall over time and again. My hope is that artists like Shia LaBeouf who now have larger artistic expression, can tap into something more knowing that there is the Latin chant can be anchored to after the artistic moment subsides and then it’s just me listening to him talk about things a little more deeply - I hear and definitely feel what he is saying, the experiences are similar. If hedonism becomes pervasive it will veil and smear art and then there will only be a contest of who can be the most disgusting in getting attention, and more people will become addicted, and then another thing will emerge that is better, and balanced, and filled with the faces of artists, where when they are asked about something that has no relation to art, the answer returned is top - Tom Hardy is most defintely a man from the ends, lol.

The gentle ones don’t need to be represented as a rainbow, there only needs to be a grounding in the idea of a man being separate and distinct from a woman, who can come together in love, and in that love and feeling of unity another being emerges that is unique and a symbol of the compounding beauty between two separate things choosing to become one in love, for love, to spread love. The man and woman in marriage is a preference that cannot be denied, it shouldn’t be tempered not least because nature will not tolerate such a contradiction and I would be incomplete in my knowing without the gay community where in my experience being gay means one who is happier being a little more hedonistic in pursuing ones personal pleasure, and that’s it, why that needs to be represented in any way to any other person outside of a personal group - which includes work - needs to be justified and properly articulated and I say that in defense of those who are different and want to be left alone, this is 2023 and we all know what the personal space, and for me - when I was at school - learning about sex provided both the biological reasoning for why male and female relationships are preferred whilst simultaneously defining what the private space is, the example of a male and female describes the natural truth - in the context of the survival of the species - and why the private space is sacred, at the very same time, in that one understands the function of procreation, and then also understands intimacy, and the result of that is an experience that can only be understood by the ones who are being intimate - no one else will understand - and that’s fine, no one needs to understand since the gift of the private space is a mercy from God and three unrelatelated witnesses is the public space. And the west is more liberal, and that is what makes the West different and a contrast to other places, cultures, and traditions, who choose to maintain the sacred truth of a personal space, as exemplified by the idea of the most holy Savior.

The hedonist is the lynchpin related to the paradox of the “pleasure principle” where what is pleasurable is a choice and the choice changes based on new understandings, new perspectives, and new experiences. I realize my own hedonism, I try to understand it, and most importantly I try and navigate it, and its a struggle, and in that struggle I conclude and redefine, refine, and conclude again, and on it will go, new feelings, new pleasures, new places with faces who have the ability to measure. And how quickly a civilization falls apart is the degree to which an artist is aware of the consequences of the art being created and to explore with the audience the depth from the norm, there is nothing wrong with hedonistic feelings, there is a problem with the necessity to surround children with confusion when they have barely understand the environment they are immersed in and the natural laws that binds it all together, there is time, there is space, and there is a conversation to be had; the choice to focus on gender and sexuality in the face of massive suffering is self-evident its a distraction where the intention is to paralyze and fix, where the result is a non-solution where there is only argumentation and screaming, and I apologize for I fell into that trap too - thanks to the Liberal party and their drive to separate and divide with arbitrary laws and legislation - where I was forced to have an opinion due to the constant demand for the rainbow flag to be seen and agreed to by everyone and naturally when such a statement is made, a rational human being will ponder and reflect its value and then retort, and that is what’s happening where its not a conversation its radicals on both sides who exist to promote argumentation and fighting, completely pointless when every person will agree that the other is unique, the challenge is the accommodating of 8 billion peoples personal uniqueness - the rainbow disappears and you’re back to having a society much like the one we live in now, where the natural law binds - the personal and public space is for people who want to explore outside of the truth of a unifying idea related to God. I am a little embarrassed in the approach I took in becoming forgetful of my experiences with good people who wanted to be open about who they were, I misspoke, and I was ignorant, and I forgot the curious ones who are caught in the snare by the shameless ones who demand that everything be bared naked and adored, instead of reflecting and choosing to root my truth to my experiences with the feeling ones who are being used as a pawn in a game where the intention is to stall, misdirect, and push in the direction where the one fights with the other, and with themselves, and then there is no meaning, there is only the angry scream of one mob versus another. A lesbian with a kind face who I worked with once said that one should bring their whole selves to work, I agree, and what is more interesting than sexual and gender preference? It’s the meta truth of why, and how, and what for, with the aim to solve problems, allowing the personal space to exchange ideas and cross thoughts where the spark instigated via a series of electrical pulses across grey matter results in new types of pleasures being realized in a mechanical and predictable universe does not require it - haha. I am not denying who I am, whilst at the same time I cannot deny the idea of the beloved who ignored Mutah - not lawful and most importantly none of my business - knowing that mature adults can entertain themselves as they want in a private and personal space away from the prying eyes of jurists and hateful ones who exist to frame people, like Julian Assange, so that they may pursue their hedonism to create unnecessary chaos that dismantles and breaks apart - easy to mitigate and contain. I follow the guidance of the beloved and become his follower in hiding shame, and then being alone with Jesus Christ - may eternal peace and blessings be upon his eternally blessed soul - who speaks words of love and introduces ideas that are beautiful, and that everything will be okay, and that man is good, and he is kind, and he is just, like the face of the artist who exists in a state of nature where hedonism exists to explore and be curious about, and it’s dangerous, and it should in theory only exist in the world of fiction and fantasy of the mind; Adam and Eve exploring their hedonism to know more the knowledge of hedonism resulted in hardship since man can never contain that knowledge, and the beautiful irony is that there is some knowledge that actually destroys and dismantles and its usually rooted to hedonism - the truth of the ego - and the lust of knowing more the material pleasure of the now and the whispers that stir a kind of feeling which seeks to disorientate is one that exists within the strong so an example can be provided of one who can overcome and thus sit above a thing. I am bewildered, and I am a hedonist.

There is only the conversation with the artist, that is the only aspiration anyone should seek, not a businesswoman or a businessman, but an artist who does not know how to do anything other than art and so the conversation - regardless of the subject - becomes a constant seeking to see what is over the hill, and the excitement it drives. There are more important things to ponder, reflect, and expend energy upon, than my personal hedonism, and so I crack on. I am not love, nor am I any thing, I only exist to reflect, and then ponder.