comfoplirmendexity: beyond bounded rationality

[mrtibbles]

Why is life so simple, and what for do I have to make it complicated? What happened to simply following the guidelines? Why such emphasis on individuality? When did I decide to make my own rules?

In an attempt to rule my own world, it seems as if I've ruled out security and even sincerity. At the same time I'm more powerful and honest than ever

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Acquiescence

[anonymous]

I’m tearing myself to pieces. The path seems endless. There is no justice, no faith, no opportunity to spare myself on my quest into my deepest being. I need to kill my own darlings to reach my core. But there is a goal, an aim an aspiration. I can almost see it, even taste it, embrace it; acquiescence. I long to the day that I can resign myself into my own destiny. I’m walking the path and though my feet are heavily bleeding, I’m having faith, loving myself for becoming more refined day by day…

Re: Acquiescence

[mrtibbles]

... and then once more,
we feel we're close enough to the core.
The quest, for now, seems at an end.
We've gained and lost, with a friend.

Another time we will start anew.
The faith, will yet again, be true.
To reach that aspiration for which we have striven,
we may need help that can not be given.

We can not rest,
lest we pass the test.
It takes time,
we can not resign.
We tear a path,
trough our own hearth.
We kill and burn,
until it's our own turn.

Then, at last, we fall apart.
And we shall never know whether it was true of heart.
For then we reside in acquiescence,
in the loving care of friends.