i often think about this idea that the soul does not move at the speed of cognition. you can understand something intellectually in a second and still take years to actually realise it. one of life’s more frustrating, and maybe merciful, truths is that you can’t force a realisation before its time
a line from keats i return to often ‘axioms in philosophy are not axioms until they are proved upon our pulses.’ it would appear so many clichés are true. we just hear them long before we’re ready to know them. then, eventually, life proves them upon the pulse
Life is fucking electric bro. Don’t fall for the doomer shit. Thats for losers and normies scared of their own shadows. Walk around like God sent you and smile at everyone you see. Spread light and abundance. Build things and take chances. This is the best time in history!
Animals live in the actual world. Humans live in a conceptual overlay, a dream we mistake for reality. We are blind drunk on symbols and stories, reacting to our own interpretations, not to what is actually happening.
I have watched men sit still in the same chair long enough that the chair started shaping them, their spine curved into it, ribs narrowed into it, entire musculature negotiated a permanent surrender with this cheap ikea-object. the human body was not designed for peace. peace does weird shit to cells the same way standing water does weird shit to ponds. every parasite in nature depends on a stagnant host. think how many of your worst thoughts arrived while you were lying down. the mind that does not move produces the same quality of thought as a bloodstream that does not move. sludge, thick, dark, slow, confident in its own decay, convinced this darkness is depth
An apt day to remember that Dolly Parton once recorded a cover of Stairway to Heaven - and, in defiance of every moral law in the universe, she absolutely owned it.
one thing nobody prepares you for early on in life is how almost all the forces that will change your direction and trajectory in your adult life will come from totally random meetings and opportunities that defy all planning and assumptions
i’m increasingly grateful for all the ways i’ve been misunderstood. there’s a clarity found only in the gap between what you meant and what another person heard. sometimes you learn a more precise outline of yourself by discovering where you end and another person begins
reminds me of:
Men are very angry at this because the ability to permanently alter, even ruin, a woman's life & force her (& children) into poverty by impregnating women is an important part of their oppression of women.