How To Fall In Love With Life
By Leo Gura - June 6, 2022 | 10 Comments
How to avoid falling into depression, nihilism, and wasting your life
The essence in my life is that very thing I’m unconscious about, it could be that I’m following the wrong religion, or that I shouldn’t eat red meat, or the need to let a belief go. Whatever it is it’s something I’m unconscious about, like believing nothing but Leo’s teachings, my beliefs don’t feel right. I’m not tied into spiritual health, I’m tied into mechanically following my tasks, my beliefs. It would be healthy if I was an antitheist and had no god but a spirit, it’s about balance. I respect stage orange things, but I prefer green since I just want peace, I’m trying to move to green. The fool is the one on a low-carb diet and thinks they’re losing weight. It’s complicated, when my life could’ve been simple, people make things difficult.
Why is Leo obsessed with avoidance of a house of cards? I thought he “cured” perfectionism, that means you shouldn’t have perfect intentions (unfortunately everyone has perfect intentions, I should reinvent imperfection myself, based on your mistakes, and bleeding for something isn’t a mistake, it’s done consciously, knowing what you’re doing, dying on purpose!!!), I don’t mean that as an honour, you’re not being honorable by dying, you’re being disgraceful. I’m living my life, not doing tasteless things like the bum on the street, I can’t help but be tasteless in my bankruptcy, it’s just like the homeless guy, wasting money on unnecessary things, but to say the least I’m biting the bullet and sacrificing my bankruptcy, sacrificing my joyless life by living a life of a million dollars in over a year, it costs money to live your life, you don’t wanna be the lazy bum who’s thin and takes heroin and goes at night to the convenience store for a pie or burrito, that’s an unhealthy life. And you don’t want a penniless life of living in the streets begging for money, acting as an unwashed tramp or vagabond, drinking soup at the shelter, buying cheap foods like Hungry Jack’s because you can’t use a stovetop to cook your food. If you want a quality life you have to buy quality things, go to the Central Market to get olives, cheese, even coffee and you’ll live a quality life, quality costs money, if you want a cheap life then do things for free, make no money and eat low quality food with harmful preservatives, newsflash, I’m not happy with either of these things, I’m happy with an average life getting average things, like brand name products and supermarket items, nothing particularly titillating.
This is a cult, stay away
What makes you think that way?
In your video “how science makes you stuck in life” you said that being obsessed with the truth makes you stuck in life. Obviously you should never have done drugs. Your brain is now stuck in solipsism which is what psychedelics do. You look worse in every video now.
Like I said in earlier comment, I should clean up my act on this site. As for self-reflecting, I should use this impractical tool to see what Leo’s saying. I think the real world’s improved with introversion, thus me watching documentaries eating a bowl of ice cream, because it’s not I scream, I don’t, I’m rejected, it’s “not the way to go” for me from society, without any rules you’re in total dictatorship. That’s why I get a horrible vibe from detesting a thing, I can’t stand to look at it. I don’t feel this way with a horror film, I don’t actually dislike it, there’s one thing so far where I feel hate: anti-intellectualism. As Leo said of religious stuff and doing the opposite isn’t getting the love you want, and is just survival, it isn’t the truth. I’m done screwing around, what I need is some tortellini and $50 worth of groceries, then I’ll truly make a difference in my health right now, what I love is not having to terminate all the absence of evil in life, it’s too simple: evil is a relentless undesired thing. To refresh my palate nothing has changed but I’ll learn it to, I’ll learn myself to do things that change the hate for doing one thing into the love for doing the other, it’s about jumping from the ugly side of myself to getting away with a beautiful thing done permanently, so beautiful you (instead of me) want to cling to my identity. I’m not making it any more clear, it makes sense. So to invent love, it has to be invented by the way, I have to reinvent new and interesting things, as I spent 39 years trying to live a good invention. It’s that simple not to listen to non-fiction things except teachings from some sources, what it points to is forcing love out of it, extracting my natural will to love my life, in any case it’s a house of cards, of course it is, because most of people’s clinging is pushed too far and nobody minds, but if I pushed it too far they can’t stand it, it must be a failure in being lovable. I think I should force myself to do acceptable things, like mobile games, documentaries, and staying out of a co-worker’s and resident’s hair at where I live. We’re all in this together, the problem is there and I’ll fix it, I’m for now growing a little, then I’ll stop changing. My questioning and confusion of Leo is my misunderstanding, I can fix this from multiple views of his videos, what I don’t need: I don’t need to be jumped down my neck from toxic homeowners where I live for their unwillingness to let a thing happen, I won’t accept realness, instead I won’t be real or authentic, real is always trouble, it’s a general rule, reality has to be scary, instead my mind’s set on reality defiance, ignoring real things, real people, it’s all screwed up. If I think a thing, I’m not assuming it, I look around for some backup for my creation to know that doing anything in real life is only trouble and solely trouble.
Dear Leo, thank you for sharing all this with the world in such an amazing way. I have been burning through my karma up to the point where I fully understand what you are talkig about. And it is so beautiful seeing around more and more people willing to live the conscious life, have conscious relationships and be truly alive. I cried together with you and I am so grateful for that. You touched my heart, not only my intellect and it s also amazing. It is so beautiful to feel so blessed and appreciate every moment of life. Your work is taking people like me closer to that, it is the best purpose of life ever. Thank you once again and take care. You are changing minds and hearts.
Of the falling in love with life, life stinks, I don’t like a life surrounded by idiots who don’t understand me, who make assumptions about me like it’s the gospel, a fact, that I’m evil (or wicked), fuck off!, the truth about me is mainly philosophy, not this nothingness of evil to outsiders. Yes, I’ve been evil in my day, but selfish!? I don’t understand it, it’s about helping people, and also being greedy, I don’t get any joy from my selflessness, I’m sick and tired of having to kiss arse to that one-eyed wanker I live with. They expect to take advantage of my kindness, well they’re not going to get it, I think it’s a horrible thing in itself, it’s not my fault that constructive paradigms and programs don’t make things better, it goes on and on.
Why live such a hard life? Things were hard at the time because merely I was disobedient, having pushed my “too much hassle” principle too far, avoiding things that were too much hassle turned out to be bloody trouble, the psychiatrist is giving me a hard life and giving me a hard time, the workers at Oldfield House are giving me lip service, and “cancelling” my psychiatrist makes them double down on their nonsense with bloody police involved! If it was safe I still get treated this way like a bloody crook!, I haven’t done anything unconscious to try to bloody well hurt them, I’m a nervous wreck, I’m not letting the meds change me, or work, and I’m not letting the meds make me a religious wanker, religious people are believing falsehoods, I don’t know what bloody religion’s true, I can’t know that, I never knew that, it all makes me tell fibs. All that shit about loving my life, that’s not the truth, and not everything something point to is true, it’s bloody false!
There’s a fine line between imaginary faiths, and telling fibs, but as God’s my witness and not long ago I was sitting on the fence, I demanded the things I’ve got. I looked over a fence and unlike my dream I didn’t see some wondrous, mysterious or magical place, from my observations I just saw the ordinary, therefore the truth, the reality, is ordinary, with some strange things strange in a willfully quirky, weird, knee-jerking way, that means it’s strange in an eerie way, a bad way, not something magical with dwarfs bobbing up and down, that’s fantasy, we come from fish, as mammals come from fish, the same way the lepidoptera come from flies (butterflies & moths come from flies). The clade of insects is from an extinct insect fossil with wings and teeth, the class of birds is a different clade (ornithurae) from that of reptiles, as a creation after reptiles birds are different creatures and the class is many subdivisions of the same animal, there’s thousands of families, orders, species, genera and tribes of birds, but they’re all the same animal as they all have feathers, are bipeds, they all have beaks, and wings, the feet are the same and the beaks are usually yellow, most of this is a scientific fact, if the phone deletes words too much you would need a photographic memory to write them all again, since it’s software it practically doesn’t exist, I’m afraid if some of the software on my phone disappears, including my cute teddy keypad, which is so simple I only kept one keypad on there, which is the boring old cute teddy one. My life’s full of boring and ordinary things, not just ordinary but having depth of colour or neutrals, being average, and within your comfort zone, without the grass ever getting greener, and what this has to do with falling in love with life is that I don’t love my life, it’s a touch of the gruesome, which is stupid, there’s nothing intelligent about its gruesomeness, I don’t want gruesomeness a little bit, I don’t want gruesomeness unless it’s in a film or book or comic strip, you can learn a few things from a comic strip, and people act like their ideas from a comic strip are normal! Yeah right. You can’t love a gruesome life with zombies and ghouls and it does happen, it gives you nightmares.