Is dere anything like, "bad"? (The clean version, free from typing errorz!)

Thinking deeply into something for more than the necessary time has always led me into a black-hole, a place where I feel am not conscious enough to thing of how I got there!
Say you are in a dream, u walk down a street in Los Angeles or San Diego (I always feel it comfortable 2 mention places where most of its people haf a good synchronization with my language of presentation, if I had made dz post in Hindi, I'd haf mentioned Delhi or Mumbai!), just try to recall the very moment which could logically describe how you got there, you fail to!
No one, indeed, no homo sapien can describe that moment of hiz dream, he can , perhaps quote from his dream, what a projection of hiz subconscious mind told him about the same...
But is that true? Is it trustworthy?
When you yourself don't have any idea about how you got to a place,
then how can yer projection haf any idea?
It's true, yer projection lied!
Lookin deep inside, you can understand that it is a lie,(Lemme get back with this after giving you a few other illustrations, or probably explanations!)
Many things in real(so-we-call!) life, can be brought in comparison with things in a dream...
May be ma mamma is the one who got dz version or idea (whatever you'd call!) instilled in ma mynd...
I every morning, tho if don't hear the words 'good morning'(I'd love 2 b greeted so every morning, but I wasn't any once by my parentz), wud hear ma mom recite the happenings(?!) of her dream, the previous nyte...
She always began, "I was at a place where I don't have any idea how I got into"...
I too realized the same in ma dreamz, I really had no idea, where it all began!
I started linking things b/w ma dreams and ma real life..
In dreams too everything happen as such it happens in real(so-we-call) life!
Indeed we don't realize that it is a dream, unless we wake up!
Our lives began somewhere where we haf no clear vision of, we end up with nothing when we zoom- in into that point of our life's timeline...
We develop an imaginary circumstance, based on what our parents talk about our, "those" days!
Yeah, this is what I mean you to derive from the highlighted text, mentioned earlier, Our lives aren't real, we are in a deep, deep, long- forgotten dream....
We don't really know when this dream, our life is gonna come to a dot!
We even don't know, when our dreams in our slumberz do end,...
However, we are very sure that our dreams end when we are shot dead, or stabbed to death, or dead in any form...
Yep, we wake up as soon as we are dead!
If you are in accordance to my version, that all our lives are dreams, and the people around are our own projections, then you can better guess how to get outta this dream...
But where do we wake up, when we are outta this long dream, "life"?
As our subconscious couldn't answer this question too, it made one of our projections make us believe that the answer is with "GOD"...
Now it is clear...
Gr8 many sages and prophets of India haf worked on this to derive in short only two thingz : TAT twam asi ~You are THAT thing, and Aham BRAHMA asmi or BRAHMAasmi aham~ I'm the supreme personality of GodHead,(~ Simply, the Godhead is that which dwells within me)
WHEN YOU WAKE UP FROM YOUR DREAM, YOU REALIZE THAT EVERYTHING WAS YER CREATION, YER IMAGINATION!
Now get the capitalized sentence above in comparison with your real(so-we-call) life, who other can be the creator of yer "long dream" but you!
And you haf within you the ability to differentiate between truth, and the falsehood generated from yer projections...
Considering with this case, what it is called "bad"?
It is that thing which yer subconscious wanted yer projection to do, which yer own projection of "yourself" wasn't ready to accept!
Overall there is nothing like "bad" or "good" is what I think the possible conclusion my subconscious could derive on thinking of it!

Is dere anything like, "bad"?

Thinking deeply into something for more than the necessary thing has always led me into a blackhole, a place whre I fell am not consious enough to thing of how I got there!
Say you are in a dream, u walk down a street in Las Angeles or San Diego (I always feel it comfortable 2 mention places whre most of its people haf a good synchronization with my language of presentation, ih I had made dz post in Hindi, I'd haf mentioned Delhi or Mumbai!), just try to recall the very moment which kud logically describe how u got there, ou fail to!
No one, indeed, no homo sapien can describe that moment of hiz dream, he can , perhaps quote from his dream, what a projection of hiz subconscious mind told him about the same... But is that true? Is it trustworthy? When you yourself don't have any idea about how you got to a place, then how can yer projection haf any idea? It's true, yer projection lied! Lookin deep inside, you can understand that it is a lie,(Lemme get back with this after giving you a few other illustrations, or probably explanations!)
Many things in real(so-we-call!) life, can be brought in comparison with things in a dream...
May be ma mamma is who got dz version or idea(watever you'd call!) instilled in ma mynd, I every morning, tho if don't hear the words 'good morning'(I'd love 2 b greeted so every morning, but I wasn't greeted so any once by my parentz), wud hear ma mom recite the happenings(?!) of her dream, the previous nyte... She always began, "I was at a place where I don't have any idea how I got into"...
I too realized the same in ma dreamz, I really had no idea, whre it all began!
I started linking things b/w ma dreams and ma real life..
In dreams too everything happen as such it happens in real(so-we-call) life!
Indeed we don't realize that it is a dream, unless we wake up!
Our lives began somewhere where we haf no clear vision of, we end up with nothing when we zoom in into that point of our life's timeline... We develop an imaginary cicumstance, based on what our parents talk about our, "those" days!
Yeah, this is what I mean u to derive from the highlighted text, mentioned earlier, Our lives aren't real, we are in a deep, deep, long forgotten dream....
We don't rally know when this dream, our life is gonna come to a dot!
We even don't know, when our dreams in a sleep do end,...
However, we are very sure that our dreams end when we are shot dead, or stabbed to death, or dead in any form... Yep, we wake up as soon as we are dead!
If you are in accordance to my version, that all our lives are dreams, and the people around are our own projections, then you can better guess how to get outta this dream... But where do we wake up, when we are outta this long dream, "life"?
As our subconcious kudn't answer this question too, it made one our our projections make us believe that the answer is with "GOD"...
Now it is clear... Gr8 many sages and prophets of India haf work on this to derive in short only one thing, TAT thwam asi ~You are THAT thing, and Aham BRAHMA asmi or BRAHMAasmi aham~ I'm the supreme personality of GodHead,(~ Simply, the Godhead is that which dwells within me)
WHEN YOU WAKE UP FROM YOUR DREAM, YOU REALIZE THAT EVERYTHING WAS YER CREATION, YER IMAGINATION!
Now get the capitalised sentence above in comparison with your real(so-we-call) life, who other can be the creator of yer "long dream" but you!
And you haf within you the ability to diferentiate between truth, and the falshood generated from yer projections...
Considering with this case, what it is called "bad"?
It is that thing which yer subconcious wanted yer projection to do, which yer projection of "you" wasn't ready to accept!
Overall there is nothing like "bad" or "good" is what I think the possible conclusion my subconscious kud derive on thinking of it!

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zeebeezestful: I really haf no idea wat ma title shud b!: "It's not how much you know but what you can DO that counts.... The most essential thing in the world to any individual is to understan..."

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It's not
how much you
know but what
you can
DO
that counts....
The most essential thing in the world to any individual is to understand himself. The next is to understand the other fellow. For life is largely a problem of running your own car as it was built to be run, plus getting along with the other drivers on the highway.
The greatest problem facing any organism is successful reaction to its environment. Environment, speaking scientifically, is the sum total of your experiences. In plain United States, this means fitting vocationally, socially and maritally into the place where you are.
If you don't fit you must move or change your environment to fit you. If you can't change the environment and you won't move you will become a failure, just as tropical plants fail when transplanted to the Nevada desert.
But there is something that grows and keeps on growing in the Nevada desert—the sagebrush. It couldn't move away and it couldn't change its waterless environment, so it did what you and I must do if we expect to succeed. It adapted itself to its environment, and there it stands, each little stalwart shrub a reminder of what even a plant can do when it tries!
Human life faces the same alternatives that confront all other forms of life—of adapting itself to the conditions under which it must live or becoming extinct. You have an advantage over the sagebrush in that you can move from your city or state or country to another, but after all that is not much of an advantage. For though you may improve your situation slightly you will still find that in any civilized country the main elements of your problem are the same.
So long as you live in a civilized or thickly populated community you will still need to understand your own nature and the natures of other people. No matter what you desire of life, other people's aims, ambitions and activities constitute vital obstructions along your pathway. You will never get far without the co-operation, confidence and comradeship of other men and women.
It was not always so. And its recentness in human history may account for some of our blindness to this great fact.
In primitive times people saw each other rarely and had much less to do with each other. The human element was then not the chief problem. Their environmental problems had to do with such things as the elements, violent storms, extremes of heat and cold, darkness, the ever-present menace of wild beasts whose flesh was their food, yet who would eat them first unless they were quick in brain and body.
But all that is changed. Man has subjugated all other creatures and now walks the earth its supreme sovereign. He has discovered and invented and builded until now we live in skyscrapers, talk around the world without wires and by pressing a button turn darkness into daylight.
Who will win? Nature answers for you. She has said with awful and inexorable finality that, whether you are a blade of grass on the Nevada desert or a man in the streets of London, you can win only as you adapt yourself to your environment. Today our environmental problem consists largely of the other fellow. Only those who learn to adapt themselves to their fellows can win great or lasting rewards.
 To do this it is necessary to better understand our neighbors—to recognize that people differ from each other in their likes and dislikes, traits, talents, tendencies and capabilities. The combination of these makes each individual's nature. It is not difficult to understand others for with each group of these traits there always goes its corresponding physical makeup—the externals whereby the internal is invariably indicated. This is true of every species on the globe and of every subdivision within each species.
All dogs belong to the same species but there is a great difference between the "nature" of a St. Bernard and that of a terrier, just as there is a decided difference between the natures of different human beings. But in both instances the actions, reactions and habits of each can be accurately anticipated on sight by the shape, size and structure of the two creatures.
When a terrier comes into the room you instinctively draw away unless you want to be jumped at and greeted effusively. But you make no such movement to protect yourself from a St. Bernard because you read, on sight, the different natures of these two from their external appearance

Nothing can Take You Higher but GREED!