movies

The average American child sees 20,000 murders in TV before reaching age 18.  This is considered normal.  Every community has video rental stores filled with multimillion-dollar films that depict people doing terrible things to each other.  If you read newspapers, you have every right to believe that Bad Nasty Things compose 90 percent of the human experience.  The authors of thousands of books pu

But you will be hard-pressed to find more than a few novels, films, news stories, and TV shows that dare to depict life as a gift whose purpose is to enrich the human soul.

There's this part of Judaism that I like. Tikun Alum. It said that the world is broken into pieces and everyone has to find it.

Modern myths are the role plays of collective consciousness.

The closer we are to danger, the farther we are from harm.

"Dear Baby,

I hope someday, somebody wants to hold you for 20 minutes straight and that's all they do. They don't pull away, they don't look at your face, they don't try to kiss you. All they do is wrap you up in their arms and hold on tight without an ounce of selfishness to it."

Examining "Who am I" is like beginning to go to the movies just to see
how the movie is made.  As we first sit down in the dark theater we find that we are relating to the objects of the melodrama, the motion on the screen.  We pay attention to the story line, which we notice is like the contents of the mind, allowing it to unfold as it will without judgment or the least interference.  As we focus our attention on the process, we begin to see that frames that constitute film are like separate thoughts; then we begin to recognize the process buy which the images are produced, and it breaks our enthrallment with the story line.  We notice that ll the activity is just a projection on a blank screen.  That all these figures dancing before us are an illusion produced by light passing through various densities onthe film.  We see the film is like our conditioning, a repetitious imprint of images gone by.  We see that the whole melodrama is a passing show of motion and change ... We discover that all we imagined ourselves to be — all our becomiung, our memory, all the contents of mind — is just old film running off.  The projectionist has died.  "Who am I?" can't be answered.  We cannot know the truth.  We can only be it.  Constantly living life in the past tense, rummaging through consciousness to decide who and what we are, the truth is obscured. The truth cannot be discovered in the contents of the mind.  Only the untruth of false identification can be uncovered.  Going beyond the false, the truth is revealed.

If you want to enjoy the movie, you should know that it is the combination of film and light and white screen, and that the most important thing is to have a plain, white screen.

The metaphor of movie for life is an interesting one. The frames go by so quickly that we retain the illusion of continuity and are distracted from the light that shines steadily through each frame.

"Do you have anything besides Mexican food?"

I have many leather-bound books, and my appartment smells of rich mahogany.