Ugh.. this thing on my shoulders, it doesn’t end.
Not on some victim shit,just on some expression shit.
Riddle me this.
How does someone calm themselves without intoxicants or spiritual practices?
Therapists will tell ya about little tricks, if you’re angry count to ten etc etc.
And they say your breathing is very important.
Let’s say beyond good or evil,or beyond sad or angry.
Just like, existence.
I deeply envy calm people.
Not just the ones that can exude outward calm while internally they are..they are, they are.
Let’s say “busy”.
What does it mean to honestly be calm and how the fuck do people get there?
If crazy is in the blood,maybe calm is too.
Maybe science will identify a gene that is the root of calm.
I’d say to give Everyone a dose..
If we’re talking about manufacturing humans and cleaning up the landfill that is our collective bloodlines…
I’d say give everyone some calm,edit out the dangerous..
Not on some late night freakout,just the typical Rpm of nonsense.
I know I’m not alone.
I know I’m not the only person struggling with recurring themes..
Maybe it’s a group thing π€π€
I dunno.
Calm is… Calm is King π
In the face of all the bullshit you have to worry about..
Similar to anger..
Calm is better.
Nice is better.
Better to be cool than to be a dickspliff.
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I kinda want to sound check this mic, it’s a pretty decent one. I also got a few sm58’s to mic the cabs, pan hard left and right, get a true stereo signal.
Not from the digital.
Not a DI box or some impulse response emulator, but like, actual audio..
Existing in real time and captured.
High stakes but stakeless at the same time.
And I know someone who is actively begging and I’d Never do that, not for hard currency. Solutions and path is different, beg to the sky for that stuff, but asking for a stranger to toss you a buck?
Couldn’t.
Couldn’t do it.
I hit a moment where I had no remaining patience for someone’s lashing out,
Not in a journal but in actual words.
Fuck that.
Fuck that bully shit.
Fuck someone’s oversensitive perception, fuck the one that is waiting for a punch..
People want to fight far too often. Words or hands.
They feel like they’re good at both and the engine is “right”
You feel right so you run your yap.
And it’s dull.
And boring.
And I don’t want to do that either..
Unless I’m right π
