Freedom is born of the perception that freedom is essential. full quote here
I kept coming back to today’s quote of the day - just because I am struck by the claim : Freedom is born of the perception that freedom is essential
It seems so true, but just after that claim, K continues : The moment you perceive that freedom is essential, you are in a state of revolt
Which seems weird, because it goes against my idea which could be stated thus : The moment you perceive that freedom is essential, you are in a state of surrender. ie. you just give up, you see that trying harder only perpetuates the base of misfortune - strengthens our impression that reality is my experience of need.
Of course, either way, none of this reveals how such a perception comes about.
If one can see that suffering is a self-perpetuating phenomenon, that my desire for progress is dependant on the solid, steady reality of my misfortune - then we may see that freedom is necessarily the first step.
But what makes this denial of self indispensible? What makes us refuse suffering completely? What makes peace all important?
No. The ‘center’, call it what you will, is crippling the brain and it can’t go beyond it until it is removed. There can be no freedom for it and that freedom is essential…it is the ‘house that is burning”’?
Seeing that I am not free tells me, by contrast, that freedom is essential. I am not yet free, I only see the absence of freedom as my current state. I finally see I am in prison, and now my revolt is absolute natural, and fresh. This revolt is a kind of awakening out of the dream of living unknowingly in a prison.
Do you mean : we want what we don’t have? Surely this is just more of the same.
“Surely this is just more of the same” : I’ve said this twice now - first to @DanMcD above when he also seemed to imply : I see myself as this (undesireable, insufficient) thing and I want to become this other (improved, bettter) thing.
Obviously K has told us that this is just more of the same selfist drive for progress - I think it is clear that freedom does not arise from self pity or any need for self-betterment.
We are told to turn the light of awareness onto ourselves, to see what we are experiencing - but maybe more is needed? Maybe there is no actual frontier between me and the world, between what I feel and what I do, between the suffering I feel and the suffering I create?
Here is an analogy:
Suppose I have the habit of holding my breath but I am not fully aware of the danger of my habit. The moment I see the danger of holding my breath I see the that freedom from this holding is essential. I don’t need to be free yet to see this.
So freedom it is not an imagined desire, it is like breath. It is essential for survival.
There is a center through which I perceive the world around, that is the body. The senses… the question is, is there a psychological center? A ‘me’ and a ‘mine’? There seems to be. So much so, that its existence Is taken for granted. But is it so or is it a psychological illusion? The divisive effects of this ‘me and mine’ can’t be overstated. We all have basically the same brain. If this ‘me and mine’ is a ‘mistake’, can it be dissolved?
Not in order to replace it with a ‘better’ ‘me and mine’.
Driving an automobile on the highway is dangerous and we know how dangerous it is, but we do it anyway because our reason for driving overtakes our awareness of how dangerous it is. We choose to do dangerous things for reasons that matter more to us than our health and safety, so this is not a good analogy.
One day I awaken to what a poorly calculated risk I’m taking when I drive on the highway, and the shock of realizing how reckless I am incites me to sell or give away my automobile and be a pedestrian instead of a motorist.
I wouldn’t call this a revolt, but a clear-headed response to an insane practice. I’m not revolting and inciting a revolution by walking everywhere, and I’m not even trying to set an example. I’m just doing what feels appropriate under the circumstances instead of rationalizing insane behavior.
We long for things that exist only in our imagination, so it’s no surprise that freedom is one of those imagined things. I can only long for what I can imagine or remember, so since I’ve never been free, I can only imagine freedom.
When it becomes clear that I am tantalizing and torturing myself with desire and fear, I want to stop doing it, to be free of this kind of thinking, but it’s all I know.
So my condition is my conditioning - desiring, fearing, and the misery, madness, and sorrow this game of opposites brings. But this game is what I am, and if there’s anything I can do about it, it is to do nothing.