Existential Regret - Why You Shouldn’t Let Life Control You

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Man in the forest - Captured Nation

"If you awaken from this illusion and you understand that black implies white, self implies other, life implies death or shall I say death implies life, you can feel yourself – not as a stranger in the world, not as something here on probation, not as something that has arrived here by fluke - but you can begin to feel your own existence as absolutely fundamental."

When life bogs us down, we often need a reality check that will make us believe in our inner potential. So when one adds visuals to the words of a world renowned philosopher and writer, Alan Watts, this obviously becomes Herculean and an epitome of motivation. 

The team at Adventure have wonderfully captured the essence and true meaning of self through stunning imagery by capturing people, culture and life: as it is, as it can be.

"...let’s suppose that you were able every night to dream any dream you wanted to dream, and that you could for example have the power within one night to dream 75 years of time, or any length of time you wanted to have. And you would, naturally, as you began on this adventure of dreams, you would fulfil all your wishes. You would have every kind of pleasure during your sleep. And after several nights of 75 years of total pleasure each, you would say, “well that was pretty great!”. 

...you would dream the dream of living the life that you are actually living today.

So if you ever stopped yourself, made excuses for travel and adventure, felt mundane is the norm - it is time to wake up!

...everybody is fundamentally the ultimate reality, not god in a politically kingly sense, but god in the sense of being the self, the deep-down basic whatever there is. And you are all that, only you are pretending you are not.”

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