- Ive been fine! Just jaded and disinterested in worldly stuff, melancholy as hell, taking granted my temporary luxury of insulation from suffering, pondering the common existential problems, savoring bites of the delectable treat which is life, questioning what that is, loving the recent times with my friends beyond what I thought I could feel in this body-container, accepting the unchangeable, growing tired of old forms and habits, holding within the overwhelming urge to do, feel, see, and have everything all at once, letting the dense gold which is joy run heavy through my veins as my heart feels the true weight that comes with happiness, balancing my lucidity with my inevitable strokes of non-reality and mania, sensitizing myself to the touch of God, showered in his divine love and perfection and the undeserving grace, asking for help from time to time, being gentle with less favorable aspects of myself, feeling the sonder all around us constantly with undertones of self-derision and disgust for my inescapable self-absorption and propensity for self-sabotage, ending the long look for love in all the wrong places, while instead letting it find, be accepted, and emanate from myself outwardly, and then... running errands. Always, running the errands. Arent we all?
Posted on: Tue, 12 Aug 2014 20:40:10 +0000
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