It is finally time to deliver. Read at your own discretion, for not everything will be what you wanted to receive. I have chosen to only post current thoughts, although I have many other writings upon request. Inspired by my father's blog, I figured it was only necessary to begin my own. It is 4:00 A.M. and I find myself alone with my computer; not counting the various books by authors such as: Joseph Conrad, Jane Austen, Krishnamurti, and Marx. The welcoming bite of Grizzly Wintergreen helps take my mind off sleeplessness. I actually wish sleep wasn't a necessity. It does but only take away the remaining moments of my life. I try beating it, but it always wins. Eventually there is a crash...but I guess that's where adderall, energy drinks, and chew helps. Days blend together. Food sometimes becomes an annoyance. And therefore, temporary health is I guess an issue, but oh well. We only live once, so I'm going to do me. My Ipod plays my deceased friends music into my ears right now. He should be here composing music. A much better person than I. The message I deliver today: Don't let anything steal your moments from you. Live life abundantly, and love passionately. That being said, protesting comes to the forefront of my mind. Although I know there are many different reasons for one to protest, the consistent motive seems to be that it gives meaning to one's life. To me, this just seems like an easy out...an excuse not to peel back the layers of one's self. Do what you want, but living is meaning enough for me. Most protests just become trendy, and the result is really based on what the bourgeoisie wants, not the effectiveness of the protest. And in the midst of all this protesting and arguing, we do nothing but shelter our identities with the words in a book or on a picket sign. Sure you might turn a few heads, but is that really what you want on your gravestone? I hope not. To protest is to take a piss in the snow. Yeah, it'll get noticed for a while, but the snow will melt. My advice: Protest without protesting. Kill the world with kindness or some shit like that. Start by embracing yourself for who you are, then move to those close to you. Form relationships that consist of true understanding. Strip from them the static that makes true communication impossible. I am not an American. I am not a man. I am a human being. I cannot be classified by my beliefs or my occupation. Not my music choice. Not my clothing. Not my appearance. I am nothing but what I am in this moment. I am cleared of all preconceptions. I just am, and in turn, life just is. Peel yourself down to nothing and you will have everything. Love and happiness will flow abundantly. You will get your moments back. Take them back.
Until my next delivery,
Mr. Postman
Cool thoughts...tell me how goals fit into this view.
ReplyDeleteI have actually talked a lot about this with one of my instructors. I think your goals are usually ingrained within; at least the long term ones. I mean you can't jump out of the world that you are in, so there will always be things that you know you have to accomplish. This is just a way to be happier, and make other people happy, while accomplishing what you would or would not anyway.
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