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"If you love the sacred and despise the ordinary, you are still bobbing in the ocean of delusion."
-- Lin-Chi
e view ourselves sacred, for every ridiculous thing we've gone out of our way to achieve conviction we can always pat ourselves on the back that despite our differences, we're all human. I love that we, as people, go our seperate ways from birth. We scream inside that we musn't be like those other people, we must be more, and those around us preach and praise and pray that we continue this attitude, "It will get you further in life" they say
I'm allergic to thoughts of mediocrity, whenever my mind bellows so much a thought I tend to fall into a figurative fetal position and soothe myself. I call it internal soothesaying and divine uh-oh. Needless to say it usually goes away after a good stiff drink, because there are far more influential things that can sway my own personal apocolypse than preemptive delusions of grandeur.
We all lift our spirits with various means, one no better than the other. Ubiquity and omnipotence are the driving force of our species enthralled so badly in a nihilist pet philosophy that nothing is ever going to get better. I imagine us on a greater scale sitting within a ball telling ourselves the vessel can't better itself Posh.
I believe rooting on the behavior of a jubliant child, eager to succeed, is a bad idea. We should know from the get-go that life isn't fair and chances are we would have died proving nothing to anyone. I like things better that way.
His achieve-a-go-go attitude was more than enough to send me into an abysmal sentiment. We all joke and laugh that he doesn't know a coffee-stirrer from a ka-bob skewer (as if it matters) while we joke and laugh at ourselves gluing them together. I can't seem to rationalize exactly why or where my educational wampum is headed, but hopefully somewhere good.
I can't find my phone.