Every day is a chance to start anew,
afresh, again. To develop, to get closer to perfection. To make
progress toward life goals, achievement, success, however you define
them. To find love, to be fully informed, to make money, to be busy,
to relax, to enjoy a meal, music, a good book, friendly company. To surf the web or
surf the ocean. To exercise, sweat, get stronger, healthier, fit,
well, maybe even sane. To read a poem, research a topic on
wikipedia, make a new friend. To try a new experience, go to a
different religion's service, challenge oneself, mix it up, undergo
intentional disruption and variety. Travel, experience culture
shock. Take drugs, expand your horizon. Have sex, experience
something new. Or submit to a ritual, repetition, routine –
solidify something otherwise vaporous. Life is short, and temporary
– Live! Have no regrets, and seize the day, carpe diem, my
friends. It's all good. Take a trip to hell, and be the richer for
it, for heaven is not a place, it's a state: not being in hell.
Heaven is in contrast. That's really it. There's always something
better, there's always something worse. From heroin to torture. You
get maybe a hundred years, and then it's over, that's it. You are
programmed to reproduce, but you can seek satisfaction elsewhere.
Friend or foe, everyone is family. Humanity is one big hive mind,
and you are a part of something bigger, the historical sweep, a
contemporary of modernity, which is simultaneously The Past's great
future, and the deep future's forgotten past. You can conceive of
yourself as the pinnacle of achievement of billions of years of
evolution, or the start of something far bigger or far better. You
can do nothing. You can be motivated to Be Important. It makes not
one whit of difference, AND it makes all the difference. Everything
is true. God is love, and love believes all things. Only God is
good. Don't be bad. Be God. Be a part of something bigger. Be a
part of Reality. Well, you don't really have a choice, actually.
You're God and you may not even know it. Can you imagine not being a
part of reality? It's all real, even the fiction, the false, the
virtual. Libraries are filled with alternate reality. Chemicals.
Cultures. Technologies. Dreams can transport you to unseen lands.
There are 6 billion human universes on planet earth right now,
sharing one real world. There is far too much to do. I am sorry.
Mortality sucks. But everything is fine. We're all in the same
boat. Enjoy life. Enjoy death. Embrace it all. Suffering is good.
Virtue only exists as an opposite of vice. Peace is appreciated
most after anger, hate, war. Everything ends. Death is hated, but
even the hated is in fact loved. There is nothing more to say,
nothing more to do. Completion. Fulfillment. I am satisfied. I
lived. That's all there is. Life is but a dream. Your life was a
movie, had a soundtrack, was experienced by more than just yourself,
was depressing and pitiable, as well as miraculous and wonderful.
Adios. To God. Reality is all the God there ever is. And it is
good! Even oblivion. You were a bubble that popped. Temporary,
fugacious, transitory, ephemeral, passing. A speck in the vast, an
infinitesimal moment in eternity, a drop in an ocean, almost nothing.
And yet you were your all. Treat your body well, it really is a
temple for your soul, even if souls don't exist. Your mind can be
molded, just as your body built. Your shape, your form, is a bubble
in the stream, the mainstream, the flow. Make it a heavenly body. A
happy place. A bright light. I could be bound in a nutshell, and
yet count myself a king of infinite space! (-Shakespeare) I am a
finite speck, and yet comprehend the infinite All. Well, maybe not.
I go around the sun a few times, and I'm an expert! Ha. I can
conceive of infinity, in any case. I may be realized, but I haven't
thought (of) everything. There's nothing new under the sun, the good
book says. Yet, every day is a new day. Shorter of breath, and one
day closer to death! May the force be with you! Namaste. Nam myoho
renge kyo. Nanu-nanu! Insert meme here. Drink up! Cheers,
Jesse (God)
see sj (dog)
Seriously Funny, Strong n Fit, Special Forces, in San Francisco, uck uck!
all the books in the library? all the music? all the movies? for starters.
or even just the bestsellers, most recommended, or award winners (!)
master aikido? achieve bodybuilder status/strength? write/research my own book?
make money, raise a family, travel, become healthy, well, Sane?
day by day, progress, improvement, betterment, development!
Sane & Fit
maybe I should be happy now. This could be as good as it gets.
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