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Life

  • To be free of copycat cravings, the individual moves on in a setting of controlled forgetting. It’s always time to move on from the herd. The mainstream never solves every human problem. It exaggerates the solutions, sucking up to the truth as the best lie. We exist at the expense of each other as if…

  • The reporter gathers string. The student collects artifacts. The interested are hunter-gatherers of information. They play life by the ear to bring the art of noticing to a world of scant attention. Blankness exerts its control. Zero thoughts, zero neurochemical flocks — where “staying informed” is merely for entertainment. That vital urge to research is…

  • Thinking is dangerous. But so is anything done in excess. In rumination, we trip over ourselves. To get the mind out of the way — escape the head — we learn to curb the unshakable dizziness of freedom. Exaggerate or accept all the thoughts. The result is a mass relaxation of efforts that dents the…

  • Control is nature’s worst enemy. As humans take the driver’s seat, how the wild evolves tells us about how we’ve changed too. The environment has a good idea about how things should be, and then it meanders with purpose. The oceans and clouds get anxious and bite back if there’s too much external influence, disruption,…

  • We give into temptation as the day goes on. The barometer of aliveness fails to deliver the utmost resistance. The discipline that once equaled freedom is left unfettered. The surfeit of choice is intimidating. The minute we put down our guard, desire and fulfillment get ripped apart by the plethora of choices. Infinity supersizes life…

  • Out of step with the times, in step with the undistributed future. The present is all some people know; an interpretive process stuck into the closeupness of the mind. There are too many lemmings and not enough thinkers.  He or she who insists on themselves always begins with something trivial before the objective gets serious. Everything is…

  • It takes the time that it takes. We are suckers for speed, enthralled by unnecessary fast focus. The ideas get introduced. The work gets done. The advice goes noticed. We consume, produce, and disconnect. The revelations occur at rest. The chase for the security of doneness makes us insecure. The bridge to certainty remains broken,…

  • The brevity of good — it’s as if the shelf-life of positivity yields to the durability of the negative.  Pessimism turns the world upside down to the point that the Earth’s emotions feel flat.  How do you wake up and shake up the good vibes? First, you come to expect that the future will be…

  • The negative patterns punch with more frequency — how else do they supersede positive thoughts? The gloomy preset spells doom for mental states. Even worse, the emotional wires get tripped up in knots of ruthless avoidance; only if we could think ourselves better to project and attract the magnet of our desires. People inherit the…

  • On the move

    The synchronization of the clock, cooperation, and ideas depend on a type of balance and life force. Time, for instance, is manufactured. Coercion is natural; cooperation is artificial. Ideas lean on a person’s capacity to act — whether in theory, or real life, the potential for realization is encouraging. Anxiety is dizzying enough. She who…

  • Patience is scarce. It’s uncomfortable too be slow. The brain favors fast consumption and impulsive creation over a calm, tortoise-y pace. We are the products of our attention, dabbling, doing, taking away nothing of significance. Internet culture emphasizes moving on to the next one as fast as possible. The pause, whether it’s enforced in the…

  • Unentangled from our preferences, we run free to drift back and forth between disparate thoughts. After all, that is free will, the ability to hop like frogs on lily pads between choices — even rejecting the one we want on purpose. The predetermined life is pretty dull, as any imagined utopia where patterns materialize to…