" Every day we are engaged in a miracle which we don't even recognize..."

[kuriku]

Silly me has let a trash can's existence go to waste as it sits next to my desk carrying random items that I've shoved in it. Every now and then over the past few months I've had-- no shit, _trash_ and nowhere to put it and thought; my, my, if only that trash can didn't have all that other crap in it, then I could actually use it as a trash can!MBF

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Re: on the paradoxes of wishes

[kuriku]

I think discipline is something that's taught to one by one's educators, oneself, and through training. Some people seem to be innately disciplined and others force discipline to fit their personality for the sake of something...However, discipline isn't well taught in today's society the way it used to be. I don't really care who's to blame, but I do wonder how i.e. teachers expect students to just 'pick themselves up' with tips such as SMART (don't get me wrong...great tips and all, but it's not like it's new information for me x.x).

I think there are only two ways to learn discipline by oneself; first is to become obsessive over stuff like routine and work and the second to _first_ workout one's issues, attain a clear mind, know what one wants and then to discipline oneself to reach a goal. The first is like denial with positive outcomes and the second could take a lifetime --; I bet there are plenty of shortcuts and loopholes to this theory--but I've yet to hear of one that lasts.

And again, I'm just making excuses for myself instead of solving the problems ahead of me...But the truth is that I've been through phases where I've been ridiculously diligent and goal-oriented...When I look back, I can't begin to imagine what the circumstances were, what my reasoning was and how the hell I kept it up...But I do know that it didn't last forever and I also know that I was in a happier state (basically I'm blaming my lack of diligence on the mess I have for a life xP).

And about paths...I think it'd totally suck if oneday I decided to pull myself by the neck, set a concrete goal and start hiking up a mountain only to find somewhere near the peak (or once I've reached the peak) that the journey wasn't all that great and this peak isn't what I imagined it to be. Often there is talk of how much more appreciative we are of hard-work induced achievements, but I'm worried of the emptiness that comes with achievements. Usually on the path you start dreaming of how the view from the peak of the mountain will look...but what happens when you get there and it's all foggy? Still feel happy? Or are you disappointed? I know my brain plays annoying tricks like that on me all the time...