kray

[Debbie Downer @ANGELBABYBITTY]

it’s think of me thursday are u thinking

[Alan Watts @AlanWattsDaily]

We live for the future mainly because our present is inadequate. And it’s inadequate because we are not seeing it fully; we’re seeing it in terms of abstractions. And if your present is inadequate and is only an abstract version of life, you’re like a person with a non-nutritive diet. You always, therefore, feel hungry, and you keep eating because you want more!

So, in the same way: “More life, please!” “More time, please!” More! More! More! More! Because sometime or other, it’s gotta be alright; the thing I’ve been looking for must happen—I hope!

But, of course, it never does. Not if you live that way. Because when all your goals in life are attained and you are at the top of your profession, or you’ve got beautiful children, or you—whatever it was you wanted—you feel the same as you always felt. You’re still looking for something in the future. And there isn’t any future! Not really.

Therefore, I often say that only people who live in a proper relationship to the material present have any use for making any plans at all. Because then the plans work out; then they’re capable of enjoying them. The other people aren’t.

[$ @jxtsummer]

dont forget to imagine the best case scenario, too

[alien @alienincrisis]

birds do not compare nests

[Buck @Buck36043Buck]

Can everyone keep me in their thoughts. There’s no reason I’m just asking

[40000 @accidentalgap]

Note in my phone titled People who have it coming

[i am @hotter]

delusional until it works

[Horned Sphere @Horned_Sphere]

Decided I’m not scared anymore

[kray @krayhanson]

Busy doing well

[garshmo @garshmo]

I’d go sledding with some of you but not all

[luci @lucirules]

they banned me from the aquarium because i looked at the fish too long and it freaked them out

[kray @krayhanson]

@4l34N4 As I always say if there’s wings and your clothes I’m there

[paddle @ipaddlearound]

nah wait what if i got back in the swing of things

[kray @krayhanson]

@4l34N4

[kray @krayhanson]

@4l34N4

[sigh ❀ swoon @sighswoon]

if you stay off your phone, you'll realize it's still 2005 outside

[kray @krayhanson]

@4l34N4 Not a chance this happened my bro

[Alan Watts @AlanWattsDaily]

Whatever may be said about the need for basing one's attitude to life on a universal as distinct from a personal point of view, the difficulty is that in the ordinary way man does not feel universal. His center is himself and his consciousness peeps out through windows in a wall of flesh; he does not feel his consciousness as existing in things outside of himself, seeing through others' eyes or moving with others' limbs. And the world outside that wall is threatening, so much so that he does everything possible to fortify himself against it, surrounding himself with a barricade of possessions and illusions to hide himself from the world and the world from him.

Within this fortress he strives to guard and preserve the thing he calls his life, but he might as well try to imprison sunlight in a room by pulling down the blind or trap wind by shutting the door. To enjoy wind you must let it blow past you and feel it against bare flesh; the same is true of time, for the moment has always gone before it can be seized, and the same is true of life which not even this wall of flesh can hold forever. To feel and understand it you must let it blow past you like the wind as it moves across the earth from void to void. But this is intolerable. It means tearing down the barricade, giving up every security, opening windows both sides of the room so that the draught sweeps through, knocks down the vases, scatters our papers, and upsets the furniture. This is too great a price to pay for having the dust and cobwebs blown out of our souls. Besides, we shall catch cold and sit shivering and sneezing till we go crazy.

From thy nest every rafter
Will rot, and thine eagle-home
Leave thee naked to laughter,
Till leaves fall and cold winds come.

So we keep the windows closed and shuttered until we die from suffocation, overwhelmed by stagnant air.