The Fool Who Persisted In His Folly

Well, I decided to create a blog from scratch since my former website got demolished. Oh well. Shit happens. So a little bit about this project: this is a blog (obviously), which tries to say something important. Only, what that something important is may be impossible to translate into the written word, hence “The Fool’s Word” as the blog’s name.

As I try to find ways in which to describe the indescribable, let it be said that I’m not what you would call a consistent personality. In that I can keep up to a set pattern for very long. Be that as it may, I sure as hell am going to try! So get ready for a massive dosage of the batshit insane. Because that’s all I’m capable of these days. Don’t worry, I’ll try to make it coherent as possible. Yeah right.

I’ve had a blog up since 2017 but it never really took off because I was so busy writing stories and non-fiction that I completely neglected the public. But that’s about to change drastically. Because I think I certainly have the skillset by now to make engaging articles. Or maybe that’s all in my head and I’m just fooling myself. Nevertheless I’ll try my best.

As a tiny preview, let me share the crux and message of the blog right here and now. There is a principle operating in this universe which transcends the problems of the everyday. It’s been called by many names: cosmic consciousness, mystical vision, satori, bodhi, nirvana, moksha or mukti. And it seems to hit people out of the blue. We don’t know what the exact conditions for it are, because it seems like it doesn’t follow any fixed set of rules. Sometimes it strikes like a lightning out of a clear sky without any warning. On the other hand, people who have various methods to supposedly arrive at this vision, and have practiced their methods for decades, don’t feel any different. It seems to reside outside the confines of spacetime itself.

So that experience and its aftermath so to speak, is what this blog is dedicated but not restricted to. Now I know there are people out there who are “hardboiled” and will scoff and outright dismiss this as a mental illness at the very worst, and mere fantasy at the very least. And they can’t really be blamed for doing so. But for the more curious and open-minded individuals I leave this writing open with a question: what do you do after you realize that your entire life has been a lie?

F.