Rising Higher (granularly soothing)
Experiences are a unit of time.
Achievement is a liberation from the self-hatred cruelly deposited in a child. Taking your place at the table where you belong, despite the unjust voices you thought were yours.
There’s time. There are stories, roused blood and reflected fire. Elevate by action. Love the doing, as also the non-doing. Things extend in all directions. Sometimes the directions are yet to appear on a compass because the eye of the beholder doesn’t see the other dimensions. Things extend there nonetheless. I am a happy, fluttery, breezy creature comforted by it. I get to be free to be competent in this abundant safety and lush loving ❤
No longer perpetually identifying with the contents of your thoughts: you can get off the ride, can decide how long to stay on it too.
Preferences become compulsions even at the cost of seeing reality and what’s good for us in the long run.
Can absolutely keep having them, knowing that it’s good only:
- In the short term, and the longer it goes on the more debilitating it becomes (threshold beyond which the returns don’t justify the costs)
- if you’re free to choose otherwise
It’s objectively bad when:
- You don’t want to be without it (addiction lmao)
- It’s more than a preference, now a metric, almost a language, which mediates the transmission of the world to you (believing likes/dislikes to be objective)
People give excessive legitimacy to their own likes/dislikes when they’ve been forced to submit to those of others. The idea isn’t to prioritise/legitimise one set of likes/dislikes over another, it is to deny legitimacy to all of them. There’s space to enjoy, consider, share and develop them further, without it being a heavy burden on anyone’s part. Lighter, bouncier relational commons instead of grubbily cordoned off my precious-es.
You have agency when you recognise you have the freedom to unchoose the insecurely held power/ sense of power/rank. There’s audacity in chilling the fuck out. If you’re playing, you’re already winning.
Dispiriting thoughts about what I’m likely/able to do when I’m contemplating doing better — are neither true nor my own.
“This is what I do.” Except I don’t. Nor do I have to go on doing it. If time isn’t linear, then predispositions are a bad attempt to comprehend it. Sadly, they set in motion self-fulfilling prophecies. Poor comprehension, forcefully stuck to, becomes a terribly true conclusion.
Don’t stick to your attitudes about your capabilities. Loosely held smile, that was the river, this is the sea!
