6 ASMR - Cork Scratching and a Whispered Reading of Buddhist Scriptures
Cork scratching. A whispered reading of some Buddhist scriptures...
Timestamps:
0:00 - Intro
1:35 - Cork Scratching
3:52 - Whispered Reading
8:13 - Outro
Let all beings find happiness
Let hearts be whole.
Whatever beings they are -
Whether strong or weak,
Tall or short,
Small or large,
Beings seen or unseen,
Those living near or far away,
Those born,
And those yet to be born.
Let all of us find happiness.
The mind paves the way for its objects.
To speak or act with a peaceful mind
brings happiness after oneself.
Avoid imbalance of the mind.
There will be praise and there will be blame.
Do not let either affect the poise of the mind:
Extinguish pride, follow calmness.
Occasions of hatred are resolved by freedom
from hatred. This is the eternal law.
Triumph over anger with love.
Triumph over evil with goodness.
Triumph over malice with generosity.
Triumph over lies with the truth.
Let your love penetrate the universe,
To its great heights and depths,
A limitless love, free from hatred and hostility
Whether standing or walking, seated or lying down
As long as you are awake
Your life will bring heaven to earth.
Old friends pass away, new friends appear.
It is just like the days. An old day passes.
a new day arrives. The important thing
is to make it meaningful: a meaningful
friend - or a meaningful day.
Just as painful as an association
with unloved objects is a separation
from the objects that we love.
The wise follow concepts of common sense;
fools follow only hunger.
Because their minds are unobstructed they
are without fear. They have completely
passed beyond all error and so go on
to the fulfillment of nirvana.
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5 ASMR - Mini Bean Bag Triggers and a Whispered Reading of Alan Watts
Mini bean bags are just juggling balls actually! Below is the passage read from Alan Watts:
Timestamps:
0:00 - Intro
1:58 - Mini Bean Bags
4:18 - Whispered Reading
7:32 - Outro
"The Wisdom of Insecurity: A Message for an Age of Anxiety" by Alan W. Watts
II. Pain and Time
Unquestionably the sensitive human brain adds immeasurably to the richness of life. Yet for this we pay dearly, because the increase in over-all sensitivity makes us peculiarly vulnerable. One can be less vulnerable by becoming less sensitive - more of a stone and less of a man - and so less capable of enjoyment. Sensitivity requires a high degree of softness and fragility - eyeballs, eardrums, taste buds, and nerve ends culminating in the highly delicate organism of the brain. These are not only soft and fragile, but also perishable. There seems to be no effective way of decreasing the delicacy and perishability of living tissue without also decreasing vitality and sensitivity.
If we are to have intense pleasures, we must also be liable to intense pains. The pleasure we love, and the pain we hate, but it seems impossible to have the former without the latter. Indeed, it looks as if the two must in some way alternate, for continuous pleasure is a stimulus that must either pall or be increased. And the increase will either harden the sense buds with its friction, or turn into pain. A consistent diet of rich food either destroys the appetite or makes one sick.
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4 ASMR - Light Triggers, Crackling Candle, and a Whispered Reading of Charles Bukowski
First time Light Triggers! Trusty crackling wood candle in the background. And a reading of the below poems by Charles Bukowski:
Timestamps!
0:00 - Intro
0:54 - Light Triggers
5:59 - "again" by Charles Bukowski
8:13 - "the secret" by Charles Bukowski
9:58 - Outro
"again"
now the territory is taken,
the sacrificial lambs have been slain,
as history is scratched again on the sallow walls,
as the bankers scurry to survive,
as the young girls paint their hungry lips,
as the dogs sleep in temporary peace,
as the shadow gets ready to fall,
as the oceans gobble the poisons of man,
as heaven and hell dance in the afternoon,
it's begin again and go again,
it's bake the apple,
buy the car,
mow the lawn,
pay the tax,
hang the toilet paper,
clip the nails,
listen to the crickets,
blow up the balloons,
drink the orange juice,
forget the past,
pass the mustard,
pull down the shades,
take the pills,
check the air in the tires,
lace on the gloves,
the bell is ringing,
the pearl is in the oyster,
the rain falls
as the shadow gets ready to fall again.
"the secret"
don't worry, nobody has the beautiful lady, not really, and
nobody has the strange and
hidden power, nobody is
exceptional or wonderful or
magic, they only seem to be.
it's all a trick, an in, a con,
don't buy it, don't believe it.
the world is packed with
billions of people whose lives
and deaths are useless and
when one of these jumps up
and the light of history shines
upon them, forget it, it's not
what it seems, it's just
another act to fool the fools
again.
there are no strong men, there
are no beautiful women.
at least, you can die knowing
this
and you will have
the only possible
victory.
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3 ASMR - Plastic Crinkles, Book Scratching, and a Whispered Reading of Marcus Aurelius
Plastic crinkles. A whispered reading of "Meditations" by Marcus Aurelius. Book scratching.
Timestamps:
0:00 - Intro
0:40 - Plastic Crinkles
2:13 - Whispered Reading
5:06 - Book Scratching
6:02 - Outro
"Book 2: On the River Gran, Among the Quadi"
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Remember how long you’ve been putting this off, how many extensions the gods gave you, and you didn’t use them. At some point you have to recognize what world it is that you belong to; what power rules it and from what source you spring; that there is a limit to the time assigned you, and if you don’t use it to free yourself it will be gone and will never return.
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Concentrate every minute like a Roman - like a man - on doing what’s in front of you with precise and genuine seriousness, tenderly, willingly, with justice. And on freeing yourself from all other distractions. Yes, you can - if you do everything as i f it were the last thing you were doing in your life, and stop being aimless, stop letting your emotions override what your mind tells you, stop being hypocritical, self-centered, irritable. You see how few things you have to do to live a satisfying and reverent life? If you can manage this, that’s all even the gods can ask of you.
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Don’t ever forget these things:
The nature of the world.
My nature.
How I relate to the world.
What proportion of it I make up
That you are part of nature, and no one can prevent you from speaking and acting in harmony with it, always.
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2 ASMR - A Whispered Reading of Epictetus and Book Brushing / Wood Triggers
A whispered reading from philosopher Epictetus, followed by closing triggers -- book brushing and wood triggers.
PS. Sincere apologies for the background noise! Any feedback and comments welcome, trying to improve quality as we go :)
Timestamps:
0:00 - Intro
1:24 - Whispered Reading
6:07 - Book Brushing
7:27 - Wood Triggers
9:34 - Outro
"Happiness Can Only Be Found Within"
Freedom is the only worthy goal in life. It is won by disregarding things that lie beyond our control. We cannot have a light heart if our minds are a woeful cauldron of fear and ambition.
Do you wish to be invincible? Then don't enter into combat with what you have no real control over. Your happiness depends on three things, all of which are within your power: your will, your ideas concerning the events in which you are involved, and the use you make of your ideas.
Authentic happiness is always independent of external conditions. Vigilantly practice indifference to external conditions. Your happiness can only be found within.
How easily dazzled and deceived we are by eloquence, job title, degrees, high honors, fancy positions, expensive clothing, or a suave demeanor. Don't make the mistake of assuming that celebrities, public figures, political leaders, the wealthy, or people with great intellectual or artistic gifts are necessarily happy. To do so is to be bewildered by appearances and will only make you doubt yourself.
Remember: The real essence of good is found only within things under your own control. If you keep this in mind, you won't find yourself feeling falsely envious or forlorn, pitifully comparing yourself and your accomplishments to others.
Stop aspiring to be anyone other than your own best self: that does fall within your control.
"No One Can Hurt You"
People don't have the power to hurt you.Even if someone shouts abuse at you or strikes you, if you are insulted, it is always your choice to view what is happening as insulting or not. If someone irritates you, it is only your own response that is irritating you. Therefore, when anyone seems to be provoking you, remember that it is only your judgment of the incident that provokes you. Don't let your emotions get ignited by mere appearances.
Try not to merely react in the moment. Pull back from the situation. Take a wider view; compose yourself.
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1 ASMR - Book Scratching and Whispered Poetry Reading - "the big fire" by Charles Bukowski
Book scratching and a whispered reading of "the big fire" by Charles Bukowski.
Timestamps:
0:00 - Intro
1:05 - Book Scratching
1:20 - Whispered Reading
7:15 - Book Scratching
7:34 - Outro
"the big fire"
by Charles Bukowski
I'm on fire like the cactus in the desert
I'm on fire like the palms of an acrobat
I'm on fire like the fangs of the spider
I'm on fire with you and me
I'm on fire walking into a drugstore
I'm on fire I'm on fire
the girl hands me my change and
laughs at me
I'm on fire in my bed alone
I'm on fire with you
I'm on fire reading a book
about Trotsky, Hitler, Alexander the Great
anybody at all, any walking living dead
human once upon the
earth
I'm on fire looking at the grass
I'm on fire looking at birds sitting on telephone wires
I'm on fire answering the phone --
I leap straight up when it rings
I am burning
I'm on fire looking at velvet
I'm on fire looking at a sleeping cat
I am a helpless burning thing
among other helpless burning things
I lay on my left side and look at the tombstones
then I lay on my right side and look at the tombstones --
they are all
burning
I'm on fire putting a stamp on an envelope
I'm on fire wrapping garbage into a newspaper
I'm on fire with heroes and dwarfs and poverty and hope
I'm on fire with love and anger
I'm on fire like a bat hanging upsidedown
like a bellboy hating the rich and smiling at their tips
I'm on fire in a supermarket
watching a most womanly woman
bend over to pick up some potato salad
I'm on fire like a scissors cutting the eyes out of the sky
I'm on fire like onehundredthousand monkeys boiled into one heart
and sobbing through centuries of
hopelessness
I'm on fire like a clean sharp knife in a kitchen drawer
I'm on fire like a beggar in India
a beggar in New York
a beggar in Los Angeles...
the smoke and burning rises
and the ash is crushed under...
I'm on fire like the circus that went away
the champion who quit on one knee
all burning
all alone
all one
ash
I'm on fire like a dirty bathtub in a lonely roominghouse
I'm on fire like the roach I kill with my shoe
I'm on fire with men and woman and animals
who are being tortured and mutilated in dark and
isolated places
I'm on fire with the armies and anti-armies
I'm on fire with the man I hate most in the world
I'm on fire without a chance
the fat is in the fire, the lam is over it
the sacrifice seems forever
the enduring seems forever
the sun is on fire...
and the glazed horizon is red
and the weeping
and the weeping
and you and me
the sun is burning everything:
the dogs, the clouds, the icecream
the end
the end of the stairway
the end of the ocean
the last scream
the bug in the jar
spouts into flame
and the inside of the skull
gives up
at last
the smoke blows
away.
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