I ended up being super busy at the end of January so I’ve really just tried to take a few days to let my mind atrophy for a bit but then I ended up being busy all over again. Sometimes you say to yourself, “I’ll be all right, just as soon as I get over this hump”, but I know that as soon as you’re over one hump, another comes and there’s no real “all right” except what you are. Technically, I believe that finding that area of neutrality and peace within the chaotic is the definition of nirvana, but it’s also probably why it’s so hard to achieve. Nirvana isn’t being on a beach with a hot chick and a free puppy. “A mosquito, my libido”-maybe when you’re 74 or something.
Which is also why I sort of believe that there’s a path to our lives here on this existence. I do believe that there’s suffering and suffering is necessary, but also that through some sort of karma there’s a point. Otherwise it all breaks down and if you’ve suffered for a long time to just die, then I’d think that a lot more people would rob banks and commit some really heinous stuff. Maybe that’s the real illusion that it’s so impressive that society isn’t breaking down left and right. It’s trying, and to be honest, I’m kinda rooting for it because it makes life interesting.
I saw a guy in the middle of my downtown area with a “Biden stole 2020”. Which, 1. He’s about 3 years too late. 2. The town (I think) it’s pretty liberal so it’s the wrong tree he’s barking up, and 3. He was obviously looking for attention and a fight, but since they’re all liberals they just scowled over their triple mocha lattes and ate their avocado toast angrily while muttering to themselves. I think the spectacle of it all is more amusing to be honest, but then again, so is scurrying around like ants. I’d laugh at this but I have too much to do! Good day!