Chains We Cannot See

 

 

Holy Lord spirit, set us free

From chains we cannot see

~ Keith Green

Always loved this expression:

CHAINS WE CANNOT SEE!

How many CHAINS WE CANNOT SEE do we have?

We don't know because WE CANNOT SEE!

There are countless chains of the mind, innumerable.

All of Freud's defence mechanisms
plus the numerous logical fallacies we believe,
all the confirmation BIASES we have
and great lacunas we have in epistemology.  

IQ is never enough to overcome all of these.

Another big one seems to be
not as much socio-economical sometimes
(even though this one is a big one too)
as GEOGRAPHICAL.

Americans all fall in the same holes,
so do French and Italians and the whole world. 

Strangely enough the best religion always seems to be the one you're in where you are.
More than often the best political party is the one your father was in and all your ancestors.

Children are bound early by extreme cultural pressure and don't dare to fly on their own. 
Especially that flying on your own in many different culture will just get you KILLED.

Ostracization ALSO plays a huge role in controlling your peers.

Basically we ALL are horses with blinders
 to keep us away from being distracted or separated from the holy flock,
the holiest flock there is, if one likes being a sheep.

Our vision, our understanding is awfully limited and even more limited by the fact we don't know we have these blinders we're a bit like Plato's cave dwellers aren't we?

The most intelligent of us know nothing. 
They can't save us.

While I am on this subject

My next blog should be titled:

ALGORITHMS? Good or pure Evil?

I realised as I was watching an enlightening video on nutrition on YouTube that I was going to be inundated now with every charlatan on the planet trying to sell me his tripe.

Hard to decipher anything to start with but even harder when 

THE GAME IS RIGGED and you are spoon-fed partial information for the only purpose again to sell you MORE TRIPE.

The bowling alley is NOT levelled
and you ALWAYS end up in the gutter.
It's like trying to win at these claws machine
or beat the house at the casino.
THE HOUSE ALWAYS WIN.

So if no one can't see a thing why am I trying to see through the mud and darkness now?

Maybe even the belief that there is an answer (a truth) is a delusion itself
another chain that keeps us down
a bit like the matrix,
we need the challenge to feel important
but we are not important:

WE ARE INSIGNIFICANT all of us.

The word seeker and searcher being mirages to keep us going in this desert.

Mind you the blue pill of delusion seems tempting sometimes because who knows what reality really is?

MORPHEUS (cont’d): What you know you can’t explain, but you feel it. You’ve felt it your entire life—that there’s something wrong with the world. You don’t know what it is, but it’s there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad. It is this feeling that has brought you to me. Do you know what I’m talking about?

NEO: What truth?

MORPHEUS: That you are a slave, Neo. 

Like everyone else, you were born into bondage.

 

Born into a prison that you cannot smell or taste or touch.

 

A prison for your mind.

So like Creed and Scott Stapp I ask?

Have I created my own prison?

Or was it created for me?

Or are we born a slave , a serf, like Morpheus says?

Are we born in a prison?

And the only Great Escape / Freedom is Death Itself?

Give me freedom or give me death?

Give me freedom BY giving me death?

From my poor limited POV no one was ever free.

Not Einstein, not Oppenheimer, not Proust, not Oscar Wilde, 

no poet, no scientist , no one ever.

(funnily enough the Creed song is now followed by Don't Fear the Reaper lol funny algorithms again)

Shit tons of ink has been poured

 a gazillion of zeros and ones have been wasted 

(digital communications)   including mine

and still we will never know.

I will never ever know but I will keep asking 'til my last breath.

The pursuit of knowledge and wisdom is probably the most futile waste of energy while this planet exists.

Because after all the short passage of consciousness in this universe in infinitesimal in cosmic time
and prophet Farrokh Bulsara was right once again and came the closest to the ultimate wisdom and knowledge:

Nothing really matters, 

anyone can see

Nothing really matters

Nothing really matters to me

Any way the wind blows ♫♪♫

on a last controversial note one of the biggest blinding prison ever is RELIGION