The Thought I Woke Up With #209

Fear

This world, and all within it, is exposed to a constant, relentless, and ruthless flux of fear. Fear abides within every mind, every being, and every nook and cranny.

The very institutions feigning to be in service of the greater good are way too often no more than fear mongering internment camps. The state and church for example. Both want people to be in a state of constant fear: fear the known, fear the unknown, fear of death, fear of hell, fear of not making it into heaven, fear of failure, fear of success, fear of losing a job, fear of getting fat, fear of being too skinny, fear of being a nobody. You name it and there’s a fear around it.

And we haven’t even touched on the numerous phobias. The made to order frights to keep people preoccupied and under control. Fear and obey, is the credo.

Fear is imbedded in the human mind. That’s from where it manifests. Like everything in ego fear is made to appear to be attacking from without, but that’s a delusion. Nothing happens on the outside that isn’t generated from within. And that’s the reason fear, like everything else in ego, can be undone and love reinstated; it’s all in the mind.

Simple ways are often very powerful means for achieving results. And so it is with analogies. Sometimes analogies can be viewed as jingoistic when in reality they offer clear and concise means of demonstrating a point. Take a nightmare, for example.

A nightmare is generally accepted as an unpleasant dream that causes a strong emotional response, typically fear and or psychological or physical terror.

So what happens when you wake up from a nightmare? Not much really. You wake up and resume with life. Sure, you may feel a little exasperated, wound up, but that feeling passes fairly quickly. It is no different with fear. When looked at squarely fear is seen for what it actually is— a phantom.

Fear is a nothing that takes shape and form in accordance with whatever you choose to feel.

Two people can stand there looking at an approaching clown. One will turn green with fear while the other laughs at the funny fellow in a colourful costume and a painted face.

Fear presents differently to everyone, because it isn’t real.

Nothing real shape-shifts, nothing unreal exists.

Until tomorrow,

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The Thought I Woke Up With #209

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