So writing.
That’s what I should be doing here a lot more.
Alright. I’m giving the whole at-least-posting-every-Saturday-morning (midnight) thing another try.
Content will likely be unexpected and mixed, as each post will be crafted over the week to match my rather distorted life, whenever time from being a loving (and preferably lovable) personal caregiver and entertainer permits.
You may not get any benefit from reading this stuff, but then it apparently tragically just becomes part of the posting majority worldwide.
But if you get a laugh and/or tear, then color this fruitful.
Making art is what I do.
Sharing art successfully is what I wish I could do.
But alas I shall not quit.
I will (and must) find a way to break the sharing barrier and reach into the minds of enough of you all for universal benefit.
Boundaries are my thing, but not in any orthodox way.
I seek to convey the need to never take any boundary too seriously, as reality is pure energy without objective boundary (at least according to mainstream physics).
Anyone familiar with restful meditation understands the need to sometimes rest the mind, which inevitably includes the resting of the part of the mind responsible for drawing boundaries to identify food, loved ones, and so on.
When boundary drawing is at rest, then the oneness of this energetic reality resonates as the logically supreme spiritual experience.
Of course, in this balancing reality, the less boundaries drawn equals the more boundaries coercively drawn (no permanent escape from suffering).
But all energetic forces occur in waves, which inescapably means that all suffering must be balanced out with the positive vibes.
Did I post this at midnight on this Saturday? Nah. Responsible flexibility is critical towards adaptation (ultimately the sole discipline imho). ✌️
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