Why should i care what any man has to say about truth?
All prophets, yogis, mystics, gurus and teachers were just men who said things and wrote things.
I am a man that can say and write things, so for what reason should I follow another, when I can do it myself?
No one's stopping you.
Ta eliki nan.
Correct. Other man's philosophy is that man's alone. You wouldn't want another mans dirty underwear. That's how I personally see another man's philosophy.
The way I see it: you can learn (or be misled) from another's life experience (seeing as they might have a perspective you didnt conceive), yet a person must still come to their own conclusions about the nature of reality and whatever they seek.
I admire the mindset of not wanting to be misled or a sheep though. Just do your thing and hopefully find out what works.
You're right. Your words are worth no less than anyone else's, it's far better to discover and follow your own beliefs than to blindly follow the ones that came before.
And why should I care what you say and write is the truth?
Frick you too. My truth is for me to know and I don't have to tell anyone else.
Anyone who tries to tell me some other extraneous bullshit can go frick themselves.
That's actually the answer. In fact you literally can't do it any other way, because you have to become it.
You have to reach a point where if anyone asks where you learned something you say "from myself". Even if you initially learned the idea from another, it has to become your own or you're still not there.
Nobody can do it for another, everyone is their own guru.
Some men are smart. It's pretty rare though
The truth exists, and some people wrote about the truth. The idea that each one has their own point of view and everything is valid is a result of materialism.
your subconscious mind must be reprogrammed in order to generate better results in your life. this process is controlled by your conscious mind. i have seen my life transform dramatically in the last couple of years, and expect each day to continue getting better and better. i am attracting to me exactly what i need in my life, and all circumstances are ideal, despite the appearances. i have the flexibility to discard information which does not serve me or my purpose, and i am the one who determines the direction and ultimately the outcomes in my life, regardless of what any so called expert or lay onlooker believes or says about me and my decisions. the entire world may believe i am out of my mind and they may feed me negative feedback, but this is irrelevant, and actually just increases my resilience. everything is unfolding perfectly, despite any appearances. i have now reached a point where i am no longer persuaded by anyone else's opinions but my own, unless i choose to place stock in what they say or choose to learn from them. nobody can force any of their beliefs onto me, no matter how "expert" they appear to be. i can resist anyone whom i choose or who stands between me and my desired ends, and i can change any of these variables at any time. i am entirely free
Sounds like you're finally becoming firsthanded. Good on you OP
>Why should i care what any man has to say about truth?
Because it may contain valuable wisdom that resonates with you
> All prophets, yogis, mystics, gurus and teachers were just men who said things and wrote things.
Too reductionist. Prophets and mystics who said stuff that survived generations really had something to say. Anyone can write things. Not many can write things that matter.
> I am a man that can say and write things
Do these things matter and resonate?
> for what reason should I follow another, when I can do it myself?
If you could do it yourself, you would either be spiritually enlightened (and do not have to ask this question/make a thread about it) or can attain a state of gnosis.
You should never follow others blindly, especially about things like truths. But to blindly ignore all wisdom and experience contained within humanity is foolish or haughty.
A ZEN STORY
by Camden Benares, The Count of Five
Headmaster, Camp Meeker Cabal
A serious young man found the conflicts of mid 20th Century America confusing. He went to many people seeking a way of resolving within himself the discords that troubled him, but he remained troubled.
One night in a coffee house, a self-ordained Zen Master said to him, "go to the dilapidated mansion you will find at this address which I have written down for you. Do not speak to those who live there; you must remain silent until the moon rises tomorrow night. Go to the large room on the right of the main hallway, sit in the lotus position on top of the rubble in the northeast corner, face the corner, and meditate."
He did just as the Zen Master instructed. His meditation was frequently interrupted by worries. He worried whether or not the rest of the plumbing fixtures would fall from the second floor bathroom to join the pipes and other trash he was sitting on. He worried how would he know when the moon rose on the next night. He worried about what the people who walked through the room said about him.
His worrying and meditation were disturbed when, as if in a test of his faith, ordure fell from the second floor onto him. At that time two people walked into the room. The first asked the second who the man was sitting there was. The second replied "Some say he is a holy man. Others say he is a shithead."
Hearing this, the man was enlightened.