@memeticsisyphus Grog is sick of ME generation. When Grog was cub of 8 moons, Grog work in rock factory from cock crow to when skysnake swallow big light. Grog place many seeds in social security for Grog to use. Grog NO avocado toast. Grog lucky to get Applebees.
I’m reminded of Dr. K’s writing on “surrogate activities.” Not a great analog, but a similar misappropriation of urges. The difference being that the respective surrogates are extensions of an instinct to satisfy needs already met, rather than a misplacement toward hyper-stimuli.
Most mystical traditions, which universally spurn the earthly passions, reserve an exception for hatred of ignorance and consumptive desire. It’s important to allow yourself this indulgence.