Release from desire. What a quandry. On one hand it seems to me to be a desirable (ha!) state, to understand that desire is merely a function of the ego, and the ego nothing but an illusion.
I want I want I want. I want answers to all these darn questions.
Actually desire is quite enjoyable, as long as it is fulfilled occasionally. I once heard or read somewhere this phrase: The romance of the empty seat. I like it, while the seat remains empty there is the tantalising possibility of it being filled.
And where just last week I wrote right here that my life was on some crazy fast-forward speed, now it seems again to back to it's perpetual slow-motion. I feel like one of those motes of dust floating through light on a sunny afternoon. I get all wrapped up in this warm state, but occasionally I come-to and realise
I HAVE TO DO SOMETHING
I'm just not sure what. Sure there are things I am doing, but ever-so slowly. There is no end, no achievement, no fulfillment in sight.
I want I want I want. I want answers to all these darn questions.
Actually desire is quite enjoyable, as long as it is fulfilled occasionally. I once heard or read somewhere this phrase: The romance of the empty seat. I like it, while the seat remains empty there is the tantalising possibility of it being filled.
And where just last week I wrote right here that my life was on some crazy fast-forward speed, now it seems again to back to it's perpetual slow-motion. I feel like one of those motes of dust floating through light on a sunny afternoon. I get all wrapped up in this warm state, but occasionally I come-to and realise
I HAVE TO DO SOMETHING
I'm just not sure what. Sure there are things I am doing, but ever-so slowly. There is no end, no achievement, no fulfillment in sight.
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the weekend was mostly spent at home, but sunday afternoon was back in london and Monkey Chews, and got absolutely ratted. have still managed to walk to and from work everytime so far this week
i really dont know what i want to do. one minute its contemplating teaching english abroad (just for the experience, not because i really want to teach for a career), doing voluntary work in asia, moving back to leicester..i just dunno
marty mcfly was a slacker and..er, look what happened to him..
in other news, the best way to deal with a hangover at work is to think about fruit-related events, i have discovered..