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Thought of the Day, 10 16 2015

Thought of the Day, 10 16 2015

normal people often leave me wanting more excitement.
creative weirdos who DON’T just do a little of it on top of their otherwise conventional life…, yeah. I’m judging, I know. I know.

I just love… people so into one thing, or many, that they don’t really bother with all that average social niceties stuff.

who’s got time for it, or the interest, when there are for more compelling things to learn and do.

like insane music, and togetherness of jams, and Cs F#s 5s 7s jam.

lets try more stuff

there “appear” to be some things I simply haven’t done enough to KNOW< or UNDERSTAND WHY or THAT I would enjoy them, what they have to offer… which means I must just settle down to doing them, several times, possibly a ton of times, BEFORE I judge that I hate them…

perhaps some day, I can truly know I am not interested…

but first,

it seems…

I’ll need to um, give them more of a chance…

I’m a teenage boy still, in other words.
but let’s not self-judge,

growing up, heh, no need to judge, it’s life, we live it. everythings ok.

let’s keep living.

Love my Artist Friends

oh MAN, yes….
one thing, that’s “SO” true….

about my creative artist and crazy and CalArts friends…

such people…
NEVER

belittle you, mock you, tease you, or otherwise judge your or put you down, because of WHO YOU ARE, your tastes, interests, or ways of expressing yourself.

they (we) may do it over creAtive matters, but that’s entirely different. (person A likes this, person B likes that, and it’s all okay.)

such people NEVER do it in the juvenile, “jock” immature insecure ways that average people (ahem, mostly men) do. (sorry ladies, but I’m not as familiar with how women “tend” to do this.)

and this, friends…

is VERY nice, very nice indeed, nothing but wonderful.

this is the good way.

me happy.

 

#CalArtsLove

into the moment, and moment music

things that bring you into the moment, such as eve Pilates, not just yoga and such…

out of one’s head, perhaps.

after doing pilates, assuming I manage to get on with my day (often I don’t)

life seems real nice, for some reason.

and the thought of the day shall be—|

“Perhaps I am happy, already.”

there being no “there” there, indeed.

I don’t exist for corporations.

nice.

down with fear.

and screw buying THAT MUCH Stupid expensive shit no one needs, and NO,
NO, I “DO NOT” exist to enrich the sellers of this CRAP’s lives,

and the hell with ANY society that spends its time enriching the few by UNNECESSARILY thriving on ARTIFICIAL SCARCITY, that places more importance on making and selling things people DON’T need, to and for people who HAVE A PLETHORA of wealth ALREADY, at the expense of people with REAL needs, who die and suffer because we have elevated profit about giving a crap about real humans with real needs (not rich people who want newer better phones and cars.)

and convincing everyone that this is the way things have to be.
IT ISN’T.

what’s that, you fee otherwise?
#gotohell