“We have two ears and one mouth and we should use them proportionally.” ~ Susan Cain
“If you talk about it, it’s a dream, if you envision it, it’s possible, but if you schedule it, it’s real.” ~ Anthony Robbins
“And the stones in the road
Shone like diamonds in the dust
And then a voice called to us
To make our way back home” ~ Mary Chapin Carpenter
Last week was the longest week ever – believe me, ever. Note that my hyperbole is self-recognized. I know what I am doing here. I made that up. But it was indeed the longest something or other. Dang, I ain’t making no sense here but boy howdy it sure is the most fun I’ve had since waking up this morning. From within the peaceful sleepiness and the chronic anxiety I emerge to find that nonsense is what I crave today. Let it be. Please note that the previous sentence is innately ambiguous, and I ain’t tellin’ which way I mean it neither. It is also a pop music Beatles quote. Moving forward.
Yeah, there were both storms and sunlight. But the major theme of the week was a thick and syrupy dose of reality. Now don’t go sayin that I didn’t respect the notion that their are more than one reality. I know that, k? Note that I didn’t say which reality, and it don’t matter iffin I did. From within any reality it is true that it is self-standing. It can be viewed as the only one, which is often the most convenient way to view it. I rest my case.
What I really want to do is to make this post a short one, so let’s go ahead and respect my wishes. After a week like that last one I simply must heed the call of introversion. I’ve been thinking back too much, so much so that moving forward is plumb difficult. So much so that I live in deep fear of running into Buddhists who have wisdom ready and waiting and they aren’t afraid to use it; I’d have to listen and smile then walk away, then remind my self that I am in essence a Taoist, and wisdom is no more important than I make it.
And on that note . . . moving forward . .
Tis coming upon sunrise. Up and at ’em, Adam Ant! Ain’t no daylight yet but I’m a burnin’ it anyway. I am in such a nonsensical mood this morning. Good. Let it be.
Peace out, y’all. Goof gloriously.