Musings

IMHO, the crazy press of life is a tool not meant to torture us, but to drive us to stretch our spiritual limits and become infinitely sane, and ultimately, to see something massive and good underneath all of it.

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  1. I think I went through a stressful childhood to have an optimistic fluffy life. I just stopped stressing about other people’s egos. Insanely, Ayn Rand’s novels thst I read in my teens made me cocky enough not to care. I have read her objective books again and smile – how far I have travelled from there. Now I only take my own ego out for short and far between outings. Mind you they are fun ones.

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    • I think we have to be honest and acknowledge the horrendous pain and difficulty, but in the end the choice becomes which unprovable option do we believe? That there is a reason for things or that we are lost to random chance? Even if it’s the latter, the simple belief in the former is beneficial; I think just a positive belief has substantial benefits through measurable things like the placebo effect, and hey, what if it’s more than the placebo effect? In either case, I think it’s worth it to be as positive and functional as possible, there’s rewards no matter what the given scenario. Hope that makes sense! 🙂

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      • Oh, that makes perfect sense. In the raging seas of ridiculousness and volatile hatred, there are still waving moments to inspire and to ignite laughter. We really need to, however cliche it is, keep our heads up and keep keepin’ on, as it were. Everything impacts us as writers for better or worse anyhow, and it’s never really all that bad once we get away from the thick of it.

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