i am tired of life. i need a vacation.

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Thank you all for your expressed concern about my simple status update, however it is neither needed here. nor desired. i just posted what was on my mind at a time, which has been for years. it's not that i just suddenly woke up one day and decided that i am tired of life and need a vacation. That goes without saying. i mean, who didn't? And if they didn't then they haven't lived properly. For real. This stuff happens over long time, perhaps lifetimes. Who knows, but considering how much art i made and articles i wrote, one can tell that i know a thing or two about life, specially human. I am PhD level expert on humanity in my own right.

heh, at this point of my life i "meditate" all the time. it's a way of being aware. (and staying sane in this crazy world filled with the spiritual zombies), which after some time comes naturally without much effort, as in the third and final stage of yogi, just as with writing or other creativity. While repetition is mother of hypnosis, the practice makes perfect. No need to teach me, You can't anyway. i already know enough to last for lifetimes. i am the judge and teacher myself. one of the best in history of the world. 

Besides, i doubt you can tell me anything that i don't already know concerning spiritual importance. i am one of the greatest conceptual philosophers of all time, that's what other people have called me, i care not much about what others think about it anymore because i have found my own truth which is satisfactory for me and the rest of the universe. the rest is minority i care not about. As you can tell, my ego is healthy, the size of the universe, and is just fine. i am the high priest, i am use to giving myself compliments. Sometimes if you don't do it, no one else will. Although i my case i am not short on compliments, thanks Lord.

most of my time i have spent teaching and preaching my own gospels of ancient wisdom i have gathered in my many journeys. i can tell you a thing or two about the life of monks and yogis, or of other fascinating matters, however, as i said, i have written hundreds of articles specifically so i don't have to repeat myself, which i do anyway. Today again i was explaining to my friend about the three stages of yogi enlightenment. but, that's another story.

life is but a dream... it's not a dream, it's a real nightmare sometimes. not all life is bad, but enough to think about its merits. As George Carlin said about the American Dream -- one has to be asleep to believe it. Verily there is no place like home. Ladi-da. We have to make it homely no matter how brief our stay is.

Considering that i don't want to be human ever again, too primitive, and that the human world is not kids friendly place thus i have no desire to have kids, and even sex partners, tried it but, again, too lame of a mortal entertainment for my immortal tastes, along with many other factors, giant big huge fat ones, also been already clinically dead twice, which helps to put things in perspective, then years of battling many evil demons, idiot crackheads, alcoholics, governments, religions, corporations, etc... preaching, teaching, even today at the coffee shop, uneducated masses, who think that education is memorizing the lies being fed to them... 

anyway... As i said, i have been tired of life most of the time, probably since i was born, because i am such a genius i get bored very fast -- it is both blessing and a curse, more blessing though -- thus, when i said that i need a vacation, i meant in a sense that i never really had a proper time to rest and reflect, aka vacation -- i know what it is, i have looked it up in the dictionary -- everywhere i went i had to work, what i consider as work, or do something very tiring, such as talking to stupid people, or do some stupid tasks, what mere mortals call "work," done usually not because of some need but to derive some imaginary "profit." My alien friends, i kid you not.

When this host dies i move on to another host, as i did before. As most life does. It is quality of life that i want to live not the quantity of it to survive. I am immortal and i do my thing here as you do yours. Then when all said and done, i move on to do what i do best, across the eternity, as is everybody else. One can't escape the immortality of one's soul. You can't run from yourself, can't really hide from yourself, and the rest of the universe that you are. The question is more about the quantity and quality of what one can call home in one's many lifetimes.