Tag: buddhism

It seems that one of the greatest advantages we have as humans is the ability to question ourselves—to test our own position for validity and strength, to continually refine and sharpen it, or abandon it altogether in favor of a stronger stance.  We don’t need to be purely reactive, as most animals seem to be. …

Although it is natural and comforting to think of certain things as objective and absolute, I have been baffled on many occasions by peoples’ behavior, leading me to realize that even though I’m sure of what I’ve seen, someone else might have perceived it differently. That’s why I think functionality is so important; while people…

In the scope of human endeavor, everything seems to be a mirror.  I mirror my past experiences and programming, as well as my present needs and my future aspirations.  The environment, if I assess it correctly, seems to mirror my weaknesses and strengths, and give me clues as to what opportunities I can use to…

One of the quickest ways to build consensus and vanquish pettiness is by embodying the time-honored basics:  discipline, strategy, and the willingness to consider all sides.  Over time, these qualities propagate functionality.  And functionality—as we all know from those stories where the hero stifles tribalism and vindictiveness through salient action—leads to effectiveness, which has the…

The clarity to assess by merit, the acumen to deduce a sound strategy, and the proactiveness/discipline to execute are simple things…but they aren’t easy. I think if someone manages to do these things on a consistent basis, they maximize their chances of success over time, and others will tend to see them as a rare,…

I used to turn my nose up at nuance and complexity; I used to believe there was some inherent superiority in assigning a blanket label to a specific experience, and that delving into it would steal its magic and render it into a dead, logic-bound husk. Now, however, I see that it’s the exact opposite. …

Every day, my fingers pass by a formation of symbols that can craft weapons, worlds, and wonders.  A grouping of symbols that, when properly arranged, reach into peoples’ minds and play their hearts like finely tuned instruments. So for me, the question isn’t:  “How can you write?”  It’s:  “How could I NOT?”

The core of me seems to demand that I consistently leave behind those musty, comfortable husks of identity that I grow time and again as the years pass by. It may not be pleasant—or easy—but it always seems to bring me peace.

Personally, when I take what the Muse gives me and I shape it as best I can for other people, it seems that she gives me more and more… I suspect that it’s because that what I was originally given was never really mine, and giving it away is the best way to ensure that…

I suspect that help comes in the form of clues and grace…but if that’s true, then I also suspect that I open myself to its presence by willing to cast aside comforts and dogmas, and let go of all the trappings of my old self—those once-useful devices that now keep me from tasting freedom.