At my very best I feel I’m merely a passenger-that a greater power has the wheel. In those rarefied moments, the conscious effort to drive/steer my destiny obstructs my evolution. And yet I realize the ironic truth: In order to get to the point where those states naturally occur, I must first learn the base mechanics of driving.
Category: Musings
Musings
Embracing creativity can be scary. Doing so unlocks solutions and iterations; the reasons for NOT doing your best are exposed as comforting illusions. Once this occurs, the only missing ingredients (by default) become discipline and effort. To embrace creativity is to acknowledge the responsibility to always evolve. And that is uncomfortable territory.
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I can’t endorse the basics enough: those grinding routines of self accountability. I’ve heard countless opinions on fitness, spirituality, ethics, and almost every subject delivered by those who don’t follow their own advice. Without disciplined refinement of the basics, even though someone may mouth words of truth, Truth will neither grace nor flow through them. Unromantic, boring, repetitive basics first. Glory and eye-catching novelty second.
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Perhaps everything is predetermined. Perhaps 99% of my thoughts are not my own, but until proven otherwise, I will choose to believe I am still 100% responsible. To me the alternative is devolution. (I’m careful to try and limit this belief to myself; judging others’ circumstances by my personal standard is also devolution, IMHO)
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One lifetime. Roughly 100 years. Of which duties, obligations, and basic necessities take a substantive chunk. So yeah, when it comes to manifesting dreams and sharpening my spirit, I believe time is of the essence. I prefer not to accept masters’ truths in a sheepish daze, but to actively go out and prove them to myself, thus infusing them with life.
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It is natural to seek comfort in the familiar, noble to seek evolution in the risky wilds of the unknown.
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Some goals of mine: Study enough quotes to create my own. Read enough books to write my own. Investigate myself so deeply that I effortlessly know the selves of others.
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Respect Everything. Glorify Nothing.
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Barring accident, we live 1, maybe 2 centuries? Considering the cosmic span of time, our greatest achievements are just a twitch of the universe’s eye. And while some may feel trapped/depressed by this futility, I find it intensely liberating: I have however long I’m allotted to make the grandest, strangest experiment of my life. Why not? By the time [Higher Power] blinks, I’m gone.
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I’m inclined to believe that all great endeavors and happenings are hidden messages that reality is much thinner and more malleable than it appears, and with the right shift in perception, we can see our prisons of suffering for the illusions they are.
Dirty Sci-Fi Buddha 