1.) TEMPTATION TO WORSHIP or DEIFY beauties or hunks.
There is a tendency of an artist (who is a stunning beauty or who works designing beauty).....to only hang with beauty. We've all seen this during our school days. Popular kids only hang with their kind. They shun nerds automatically. If you did that and Bill Gates came along, you'd run! If Billy Wilder wanted to be your friend with his bulgy, half blind eyes and saucy x-rated mouth, you'd RUN! Hitchcock with his paunch, his dry insults, EEEK lemme outta here!
Great souls shouldn't worship beauty or deify celebs. We all have to DEIFY the men who come to earth who create like Gods and act like GODS, Gandhi, Martin Luther King, Cesar Chavez, Mandela, Hitchcock, Gates and Wilder.
We can go see the beauteous celeb's flicks as hey, it's a vitamin for the tantric energy... makes our kundalini surge. Say you're in love with Brad Pitt. Say you dream of him nightly. Say you clip out his photos, see all his films. WHAT TIME do you have to become a great artist? You are hooked on a big time waster. Also, behaviorally if not morally it's wrong. It's on TILT. Great souls see everyone they meet on a daily basis as being as charming and wonderful ---as you now see only Brad Pitt as being.
INSIDE of whoever that person is that you meet in the next hour, might be hiding THE NEXT MANDELA. If you aren't hooked on BRAD PITT-ITIS, you would listen more carefully to him and suddenly see him as being a spark off the big God candle. IF YOU MIRRORED him, you'd help him now who he is. But turn away from the little God sparks, and everybody loses.
So shun addictions to outward appearances. Train your eye to see into others' eyes, your inner ear to listen to people's thoughts/ words. TRAIN your mind to seek the real GODS in daily life. Do not encourage your mind in its predilection for the blonde current reigning god of film because then, the devil has your address. He can send you an axe murderer boyfriend who looks just like Brad Pitt and you'll swallow the hook and end up blackbagged in a trash dumpster. SO DISCOURAGE this obsession for celebs.
ALSO, if you only see Brad Pitt as the top of the mountain everyone else is the pits. ABRAHAM LINCOLN would be ignored by you! Gandhi, a sweaty brown peon. Bill Gates a weirdo four-eyes nerd. Nobody ..no matter how fine, would make it with you! NOBODY else can be as royal as Brad. HEY that is the definition of an addiction, when only chocolate works and spinach salad is a total yuk.
Let this BRAD PITT fascination continue, you are addicted to your vision your thrill. AND all that isn't your chocolate thrill yummy is crap. So we gotta wrestle with the mind and unaddict ourselves and see the noble qualities of God in all. Of course only until they pull a knife.....EVERYBODY is chocolate ice cream. The old woman on the bus stop, talk to her, she's GRETA #*%& GARBO! THAT OLD man, UNSUSPECTED DEPTHS. When we GIVE up a habit of childhood, pluck it like a weed, God can plant wonderful things in its place. There is space in our mind for learning from new and valuable people. Learning to open to new hobbies, passions, interests -- space for something delicious and fine.
When we weed our mental garden, work AGAINST habit, we come alive. Unfettered worship for a celebrity is a chemical dependency. If we make that celebrity a magnetic NORTH for our soul's compass, we distort our own life's geography. Because one day we will be a celebrity and our head will be wobbly on our shoulders. Stay unflappable. Stay unimpressed with trivial, banal outward forms. Stay neutral. Don't make BRAD PITT THE ONLY ONE! Cuz you know what? the form changes!
My beauty is already beginning
to fade. The real
me is showing through!
Ain't life a bitch?
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