:D <3
rules for self:
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be more positive
be less judgmentalno caffeine
no redbull
plan meals- fresh fruit/ vegetable as frequently as possible
—————————————————————————if i am wonderful, so are you.
:D <3
rules for self:
————————-
be more positive
be less judgmentalno caffeine
no redbull
plan meals- fresh fruit/ vegetable as frequently as possible
—————————————————————————if i am wonderful, so are you.
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current post: my mom and i watched an alfred hitchcock film and talked about the history of bras and um, pirates.
sometimes i think that i should start reading the news, then i go, yeah, current events: important, sure. but i know that stuff will bring me down, but i feel like i should show a little care and interest in it anyway.
we also talked about cats.
when you get everything you want
and then you make a fuck out of it
is there anything else to live for?
a dream i had
i dreamt that i walked all through a museum that was maybe a pyramid and then picked up this big monkey reproduction and put it in my backpack, and these little fortune-telling figurines, and people kept saying, as long as you return it! and i would say “of course i will!” but then i kept walking out to my car and drove away.
i told paul about this part of the dream and he says: ”so long as you get more utility out of it and your money than the institution you stole it from would get from either it or your money”
then greg was sitting across from me eating gushers and i were sitting across from each other, i started to say something to him and he said “i’m ok” and waved away and there was a storm of people all around me with their backs to me and they were too vivid and i couldn’t do nothing but i couldn’t do anything either.
i haven’t showered in like three days and my head’s itchy and i haven’t changed clothes and yesterday was my brother’s birthday
he turned 30
i feel like i used to live kind of privately and successfullyishly happily, but these days i’m kind of getting really weird and pathetic like i’m trying to escape but then i don’t go anywhere.
i wear my shoes and jacket , the door open, sitting like a cat ready to pounce but then just chatting with people on the internet and reading poetry instead.
i’ve been trying to explore what is existence, the difference between illusion and what is validity.
i’ve been dreaming in black and white. i’ve been living in all or nothing (in practice, mostly nothing)
i get caught up in metaphors and desiring to study allegories.
does something have to be observed for it to exist?
what defines observation?
what are the limits of experience?
i read this story by franz kafka about a philosopher that would observe small elements, such as a spinning top, for the moment he understood it, it would be just as enlightening as understanding some big idea.
i tried this, kind of, not meaning to be influenced by this story, but by sitting in the sunlight or looking at acorns or reading about how batteries work.
