As a child, when I discovered that Timbuktu was a real place – that it actually existed – I was delighted. For me, that put paid to the fallacy of urban myths and legends. I grew inclined to listen to them all because in part each one tells a truth. There is always comfort in the truth, no matter what the cost. The truth IS what brings inner peace – eventually. Before peace comes the inevitable facing of facts and figures, the empirical equation-solving. If you are an empiricist, yippee for you. I, fortunately, am not one of those. My truths come hard, and fast, and I assimilate them quickly. You can do that when you trust yourself implicitly.
If you should find yourself in a predicament, not knowing which way to head except Timbuktu, it is helpful to remember that Timbuktu is absolutely the arse end of nowhere. It may take the longest time to get there but when you do, you will understand why it takes such a long time to arrive. Timbuktu is home to a great many wayward pilgrims. It is the resting place of the brave. And ‘resting’ in my world is not synonymous with ‘dead’. It means repose. Reflection. Ultimately, contentment.
I think the houses in Timbuktu are probably invisible. Like its people. That is why Timbuktu became an urban legend – because no one ever got there before, or saw it. It decided it would one day become real, like a town on a map.
And that – is actualisation.
The way you go about your daily business identifies for you who you are. The nuances in your behaviour are clear indicators of how it is to be you, and why it is that you bother. There is always a reason to bother being yourself. As we have heard countless times before, there is no one that can do that better than you can. It can be interesting at times to watch other people try. It can be extremely irritating, too, especially when they will perpetually fuck it up. Once you have identified your true self you will not need to put up with pretence. Not from yourself, and not from others.
There are those in our midst that are trained identifiers. That means they have learned how to see what is in front of their eyes. It would make sense as an identifier to trust your first instincts. They are usually the right ones. It also makes sense to identify a positive rather than a negative. Like it is preferable to meet the truth in a person than it is to make excuses about the lies they use to conceal their real. What on earth is the point of dealing with what is unreal?
When you find that you can accurately identify your every aspect – and for some people that takes a very long time – you will find the ‘inner peace’ that you seek. Until you have identified and accepted your entire being, your past misdeeds and concealments, your basic building blocks – that ‘peace’ will seem to elude you. You can chase peace around in circles for eternity – it is notoriously skittish. If you cannot take on board everything that you are, we are, then there can be no real peace on this planet. If peace is contrived, it is not authentic – and then calling it ‘peace’ is pointless. What does a word mean if it has no substance? Until you show unconditional love for yourself, your fellow earthlings and the vast expanse that is our collective unconscious, peace will forever be one step ahead of our efforts.