About

I’m living in Warsaw, Poland. Meanwhile finishing many schools, visiting few countries and getting in thinking in few languages to became a very important person with a successful career I’ve survived major heartbreak and got sorrow neutralized. I’m good in that art now and day after day positive results expand as my consciousness does. Once God reveals his comedy to a man, mask is all he takes away. Cowards find it empty, brave ones universal. I changed my priorities, finding it difficult to accommodate to social rules that are not based on global reality of ecology anymore. Today the list of things “I don’t need to have” or “be proud of” would be long if I’d bother to remember. Instead I search for what really makes me happy and I share what I find. Maybe it will make you happy as well. Every day marks the rest of our lives and can be the day full of joy and new possibilities.

Rest is in my posts, your comments are more than welcome, just make sure that they do not seem like spam – I won’t be even able to see them then.
Be happy,
Filip

Disclaimer

I wrote that story before but since I find it inspiring I’ll write it again with my new understanding of it. One lives in the room. Room is the box of brain’s imagination capacity created by local collective consciousness and own choices. And there is a leak on the ceiling. One has a mop and moping own floor several times a day is entirely normal part of life. There is also a bookshelf full of stories from all over the world. In one of them there is a description of attic. Nothing can be changed unless one leaves self right to believe that there can be more than a room. All others who mop will protest, since such a behaviour wakes fear and cannot be considered normal by them. Walls of the room are built from the fear bricks. Belief will confront one with the room and common fear of unknown will close one in the room again. Unless one overcomes it with choice not to mop anymore, if there may be a different solution. Only then one may dare to leave the room and go to the attic to fix the pipe and get rid of the leak once and forever. I recommend “Ishmael” by Daniel Quinn for its story about great forgetting that I personally find to be the fact about the attic. I never read that things got scientifically proven to be otherwise.

Finding solutions to recent environmental questions requires lack of fear that condemns own thoughts to be blasphemy or non scientific mumbo jumbo. Room thinking has no resources to judge such ideas otherwise. Thinking outside the box allows to find peaceful solutions allowing stiff for last six thousand years humanity to find the new ways out of the trouble. I know that most of my blog describes the room as seen from the attic. There is no leak in my room and I refuse to mop once I visit other rooms. It doesn’t mean that I’m not willing to help with the leak. I work on not waking fear while I explain the solution. By the way, I never go anywhere without invitation. Therefore if anybody finds my blog disturbing I remind, that it is written by the existing in all rooms right of own room. Not visiting it seems the right choice and the only solution I can provide to all who find it non satisfying. All others are welcome to join the room conversation not about the existence but including the fact of attic.