Meditations

"Loss is nothing else but change, and change is Nature's delight."

Welcome to the drawing room. Where consuming is toxic and also exalted and laudable. Value judgments are made based off of delusion. And cognitive dissonance is predicated solely upon the fact that smoking is horrendous but prioritized. The smells are illustrious and combative. Like inseparable particles of goodness permeating my natural conditioned subconscious. Breaking the habit by linkin park is a terribly good song. But I will not break the habit. I will instigate and say what I don't mean. And relish all of its awesomeness. Its a condensed nostalgia trip. Quirky and endearing with skill full tactile penmanship and deliverance. So I will share a story of how I smoked for a while then got put in the hospital and there I quit for 15 days and then got back to the bad habit. The hospital was a trail of conditioning. A myriad of blood giving and EKG's and blood pressure readings in the morning and of course how can you forget about the groups. Psychology is universal in the hospital. And if you pay close attention they are spitting real facts at you and its hardheartedness in its fullest to presume they are not doing a compassionate thing. Or so one would hope. So be it, it may not feel it at times. Sometimes we all get self loathing and care for others in are own ways or may come around to seeing other patients as worse off then you. This was after all a mental health trip in its fullest sense. The conditioning here was meant to unify my overall health, come up with my diagnoses and then be released back into the world with medications in tow to fuel my health. Great. So my smoking was a cause of cognitive dissonance? And the hospital was a change? And my conception of the hospital was the nature of things and experience? Im sure we can all channel Marcus and his Meditations when stuck in such a place of public yet sorrow filled endeavors. Its all graded. After all. As Alan watts once said.

“Cherished in its temples. Fed by pure ministers of love. Let thy flame dwindle not.”

Our very existence is a gift. Eternal life is a gift. Although to some it may feel like existential dread and never ending pain. A wheel of torment. A never ending cycle. Suffering. But we must take off the shackles that pin down our brethren. And to lift them up and vibrate at higher frequencies as to align yourself with the world around us. And to accept emptiness as a condition of most phenomena. The only thing stopping you from pursuing what you want is you. And since your own self contaminating thoughts about your self is delusion. You can't be too critical all the time. Sometimes let things be neutral or mostly positive. You must guide your spirit animal with compassion and love on its quest to becoming a loved and compassionate entity.

Credulity and blind faith may in fact go hand to hand with irrationality.

"Our vices are what bind us to the grapes that squeeze our sanity." - Rye dude 2020