Most of us have been brought up on the idea of finding something outside ourselves that will make us happy. It’s a hoax, of course.

This is something foisted on us by the Church and other major religions, wanting to usurp natural values and substitute their own particular cuckoo’s egg instead. By far the worst hoax they peddle is that happiness is some other time, some remote future, an afterlife, some other dimension. We think we have been stuck with this one far too long and it is now difficult to shake off.

It has become what we call in Supernoetics™ a cultural implant. We grow up constantly brainwashed to the belief that some time hence we will get what we desire. As a child, we yearn only to grow up. We go through school wishing for it to end and looking forward to freedom. In our teens we want to be men and women, who can marry, have kids and settle down. But life is never quite as we pictured it and we end up subscribing to the idea that we’ll feel great on weekends and holidays. Eventually, when the burden of work and living seems cemented in place, we start to dream that all will be roses and delight when we retire.

But when it isn’t, what is left? Time has all but run out before we discover for ourselves the fraud that the future is no place. When we reach it we have only NOW, which we had all along –but failed to notice or cherish, as it fleeted by.

Regard the warning words of Oliver Wendell Holmes “Too many people die with their music still in them. Why is it so? Too often it is because they are always getting ready to live. Before they know it, time has run out.” Continue reading →