random morning thoughts
I love those rare periods of time when the simple act of living becomes art, with all it's whirls of thought and emotion. What art is higher than the art of living?
Speaking of living, isn't it nice to improve at things? I used to think that real improvement was difficult. Now I realize it's easy, much easier than just being lazy. Self improvement is built into our genes. Sitting on the couch all day isn't natural, it is hard on the body and the mind. Running or reading is much easier.
The problem is that people confuse their vision of working to improve themselves with what it is actually like. Only in the moment can you understand. If you try to stretch your mind to comprehend the future, then expect illusion and falsity. Don't mistake what you imagine for the truth.
Now I will brush my teeth and go teach chess for 9 hours.
Speaking of living, isn't it nice to improve at things? I used to think that real improvement was difficult. Now I realize it's easy, much easier than just being lazy. Self improvement is built into our genes. Sitting on the couch all day isn't natural, it is hard on the body and the mind. Running or reading is much easier.
The problem is that people confuse their vision of working to improve themselves with what it is actually like. Only in the moment can you understand. If you try to stretch your mind to comprehend the future, then expect illusion and falsity. Don't mistake what you imagine for the truth.
Now I will brush my teeth and go teach chess for 9 hours.