Cold, calculated, direct attempts to cut to the heart of the matter, no matter the subject. A wealth of madness: zero methods. Follow along, if you can.
Reputation. Let’s talk it.
A reputation has no benefit to a person other than that which is measurable. I’m talking dollars and cents. Forget being liked. Forget looking perfect for the sake of being considered so. Where is the utility?
Life lived in limbo — what’s the opposite?
Not stopping. Not getting hung up.
Not falling victim to a mind that gets stuck on any one issue, as this getting stuck is fatal.
How could it not be when time itself is the lifeblood of life, itself.
I don’t need hope.
Why would I regulate what I can have now to hope?
Maybe it’s because I haven’t considered what I have now as much as I should have.
To drop into a senseless void to make sense of it all.
Things come to me and it’s impossible to manage them all.
Every time I think something is important, and that I must “file it away” — hours later, it’s gone with the wind — just to leave me alone in the desert, once again.
I’ve never heard a satisfying definition of love until hearing Charles Eisenstein describe it as the expansion of self to include another, or “the other” — and the opposite of fear.
At the end of the day, love is just a word that represents an idea.
There’s an inexplicable feeling that continues to arise in my life. A running theme.
And I’m not quite sure how to explain it.
Nor do I think explaining it to myself or another would do any good.
Trying to relay a message often distorts it.
Why waste a moment when you cannot know where it will lead?
This statement is made in response to two judgements: one that considers not “using” the moment as a waste — and one that says this moment will not lead where I want to go.
The thing is done for something.
The truth lies in what this something really is, versus what you believe it to be.
The two must be contrasted.
If you tell me it’s to get somewhere, I will tell you it’s to satisfy the need to get somewhere.
Perhaps the most valuable side effect of pursuing self-mastery is that you quite literally begin to see that which others do not.
Having been where another is, and having transcended it by way of understanding, one is able to understand the other with brilliance.
The moth don’t care when he sees the flame
He might get burned, but he’s in the game
And once he’s in, he can’t go back
He’ll beat his wings till he burns them blackThe moth don’t care if the flame is real
‘Cause flame and moth got a sweetheart deal
And nothing fuels a good flirtation
Like need and anger and desperationNo, the moth don’t care if the flame is real
The Moth & The Flame – Les Deux Love Orchestra
What is your intention?