The fragile human shell that is “writer” does not play God; at best, he/she allows whatever is behind that word to come through him/her.

The key isn’t to be unthinkingly organized/strict with everything; the key is to know what things to be organized/strict with to get everything done.  One is a rote prison, the other is an adaptive compass fashioned from creativity and fluidity.

On writer’s block:  That blank screen is not a condemnation that I lack inspiration.  It is a call to make myself blank (rather than the page) so that different worlds may flow through me; pour from my fingers to the keyboard.

It is an invitation from Infinity itself, and that is understandably terrifying.

I strongly believe that the distractions of the world were made to be fully enjoyed.

I also believe they were made to be let go of at a moment’s notice.

Wisdom comes from the humble phrase:  “I don’t know.”

Courage comes from accepting that phrase and acting boldly anyways.

Busy semester.  I had “no time” to study coding.  That was revealed to be a lie; I studied while stretching between sets, while waiting in line, and yeah, even going to the bathroom.  To those who decry multitasking, I believe that’s a misconstrued concept.  Often, we have to simultaneously breathe/run.  Attack/defend.  Extend/contract.  It’s the illusory mental division of tasks that I decry; I believe that a harmonized mind can meld tasks flawlessly into each other, becoming a channel of pure accomplishment, effortlessly flowing from one moment to the next.  But in order to reach this state, I acknowledge that the mind must be diligently sharpened and conditioned.

When I look at things on pedestals, I agree:  They’re beautiful.  However, I don’t believe that beauty should prevent us from examining those things under a microscope.

The view certainly isn’t as pretty, but I find that wisdom comes into clearer focus.

My past self would tell my present self that I’ve led a disappointing life.  I suspect, however, that outward disappointment may be inwardly necessary.  I believe that sometimes, the process of being embraced by deeper truth entails betrayal by shallower falsehoods.