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Aokigahara. The Suicide Forest.
On June 11th 1963, Thích Quảng Đức, a Vietnamese Buddhist monk, sat down in the middle of a busy intersection in Saigon, covered himself in gasoline and He then ignited a match, and set himself on fire. Đức burned to death in a matter of minutes, and he was immortalized in a famous photograph taken by a reporter who was in Vietnam in order to photograph the war. All those who saw this spectacle were taken by the fact that Duc did not make a sound while burning to death. Đức was protesting President Ngô Đình Diệm’s administration for oppressing the Buddhist religion.
Reblogged from BUTT PEE
“When cruelty in the name of discipline dominates a race, that race has been taught to hate. And that race is doomed.
The real lesson is to learn to love.
He who would walk scatheless through his days must learn this—never use what is done to one as a basis for hatred. Never desire revenge.
It requires real strength to love Man. And to love him despite all invitations to do otherwise, all provocations and all reasons why one should not.
Happiness and strength endure only in the absence of hate. To hate alone is the road to disaster. To love is the road to strength. To love in spite of all is the secret of greatness. And may very well be the greatest secret in this universe.”
-L. Ron Hubbard
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The current American “hipster” generation, equipped with a broadband connection dictates social hierarchy based upon the consuming of brands and products. In today’s world, your personal identity is tied to the bands you like, the films you have seen, the brands you wear, and the charities you support. Identity is always defined by something OUTSIDE of yourself.
This is a sharp contrast to prior cultures where identity was defined by contribution to the rest of society not merely your consumption of product. What you said, what you created, who you enabled and the services you provided were where one’s identity and position within the social hierarchy was set. It was found WITHIN yourself. It was not what you knew but what you did.
Constructing an identity from what you consume is a cheap trick. It enables you to become a personal critic without ever making a positive contribution to the community you are within. To quote the dark knight himself, “It isn’t who you are underneath, but what you do that defines you.”
— (via joshuadavidwatson)
Reblogged from Joshua David
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