nostr:npub1sqzr42dj8vx32yd5jcvvl3ytux45kl0etgf6y2ymjvmd7lqmuwmqk9vk7v that corporate speech email you sent with “good news” about “customer safety” made me feel not safe at all.
In fact, I assume very strongly that your relocation to France is not in my best interests.
I also assume you’ll get regulated to oblivion.
Good luck. 🫡
My quality of life has significantly improved since I decided to go with Apple products.
Linux for a lot of things.
Never windows
But Apple for the fucking win
I used to get hayfever really badly. But ever since Kensho I haven’t had it.
Then in the last year my hips and right leg hurt like hell. Emotional work the other day caused it to feel like an electric shock passed down it. Super strange sensation. Now it’s better.
The body is way more subtle and sensitive than our minds can possibly imagine.
#awakening #spirituality
I’m not saying this is you, but I chased saving money like it would one day make me free to do what I wanted. Then one day I realised I was already free. Money comes anyway. Or not. Life is life and you’re it!
Dr Angelo Dilullo manages to do ok.
Nothing is as people say it is, and of course never as they promise it will be. It’s here. It’s getting better. It’s something.
Awakening is untying a knot only to discover there is no rope.
I have a job. Kids. A sex life.
Division of labour is still a thing, right?
Someone please take care of this for me.
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For you to be you
You need me to be me
But I am unknowable
So who are you?
You need therapy.
What happened?
There is something perverse about being drawn into a disagreement.
Like the universe is telling you to play the game again until you’ve learnt your lesson.
I’m a really slow learner.
The way out is seeing there is no way out.
“here I am again! Hah! I must like it here. Why do I want this? Why do I want to feel this again?”
The Mind
*sets criteria*
*purveys the landscape*
*filters for matches*
*filters for deviations*
The aperture of experience dilates.
Letters on a sign.
The mind reads.
Experience shows it’s just random shapes.
The body-mind reacts.
Is this panic or excitement?
It’s happening!
Not now, I’m driving!
It’s gone.
Some people appear in your life to remind you you’re an idiot.
Some people appear to tell you they’re afraid of being an idiot by calling you one.
Idiot is a relative term. It is in fact meaningless.
We all just want to feel love. But love is here and now. It cannot be given, nor taken away. There’s never any more nor less of it. It doesn’t rise and fall, wax nor wane.
If someone calls you an idiot, know they are actually deeply wounded.
Dumbass.
I use this platform specifically to vent into the void, and to allow the emotion to flow. Mostly I write a diary, but this is also a place for my negativity.
So filters upon filters here.
Just saying. Life’s pretty good.
The point isn’t solving the problem, the point is wants and needs. My soul requires work in the garden. I find it a worthwhile activity. For her, it’s worthless.
We got a house with a garden. The wife didn’t calculate looking after the garden into our daily lives.
Negotiating having to cut the grass is exhausting. Like I have something to do with it. Getting in her way of a happy life.
I do the same thing of course. We all do it. Until we don’t.
Ridicule and retreat.
The calling card of the coward.
Do you pull the covers up high enough at night? In the dark.
I’m still with you.
Whispering.
“Looser”
Voluntary self immolation. Obviously. 😬
