Fantasy is a kind of food that we feed ourselves. Yet it does not make us full.
It would only make us full if we were to digest it with our consciousness but we don't typically do that. We just eat it and get a head ache and go all dreamy like: "Hah hah what what? Your pants are on fire mate! What where oh yeah ow Ow OOOOWWW!".
Tried too hard to break that piece of wood and now that axe is right stuck. To pull it out will break the already cracked handle. Moral of the story, too much force ruins all. |
If we transformed it we would get some light and truth about ourselves out of it, which would nourish our essence.
Dreaming thinking we impress others is useless as we never know we are impressing others, in reality we are only ever impressing ourselves, we are satisfying our own ideas of what impressing means. We never impress anyone only our own ideals or ideas or concepts etc. That's the start of this type of fantasy - not seeing that psychological reality.
Fantasy is feeding ourselves the same stuff over and over again.
To break the chain we have to look at our own ideas of what is impressive, why that impresses us, why we value that. We have to get to know the answers to those questions to even start to digest those types of fantasies.
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