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You listen to some guys and feel “really small”

It’s good.

Good for ya.

Managing expectations, Play because you love it and nothing else…but holy shit, listen to this guy…

It was stupid for you to ever pick the thing up, And you never really learned anything You just kept repeating what you already knew..

You don’t deserve that instrument. ..

But this guy?

He handles the whole orgy.

As soon as he shows up, all the men leave because they feel threatened…then … Without effort…Joe Pass sexually satisfies all the women at the orgy.

One at a time…

Or maybe he grows octopus tentacles, octopi…

Joe Pass…

There’s levels to this shit..

Whatever you love doing, There was already a monkey exceeding far beyond what you can even imagine..

(So it was stupid to even try..)

Hey now..let’s not get crazy..

Finding satisfaction and enjoyment where you can.?

Does that count as “pursuit of happiness”?

A large concept pairing of words…

Pursuit- I’m on its tail. I’m putting in effort. I am very intentionally and very consciously pushing towards these goals… pursuit.

Of.

(you know what of means..)

Happiness 😊

That shit that do it for ya .

Actualization of the life you were pursuing..

But happiness is a  vague word..

(butt happiness?)

Double ply toilet paper. On September 11th I was working with Tom, my first construction job as a helper, we were installing a bidet at a gay couples house when the planes hit..

Nobody had those out here, out in the south…

A little appliance that shoots water onto your butthole 👍

Why aren’t people talking about this more?

Government shutdown is not the problem, economics and trade wars are not the problem.

The uncertainty you carry as a citizen…

Not the problem.

Not the important part.

Not the crux of the biscuit…

A bidet…

Toilet that shoots fresh water on your butthole.

So you can always have that “just showered” confidence..

You step out of the bathroom and you just know..

You know it deeply.

“my genitals and anus are completely clean”

-Paper or plastic?

Waking from the thought at a grocery store, standing in line for the register…

(wtf?)

How did I get here?

I was just thinking about stuff.

(poof, you’re in a time trap)

Oh shit.

(yes)

(I can get you out…but you’ll have to listen to me and do what I tell you)

Uhhhhh…

Can I get the Cliff notes?

(no jokes)

So you’re saying you’ll help me, IF. I surrender all control of the situation…

Become a listener and stop being a speaker .

Stop speaking..

Man…I’m starting to think I shouldn’t smoke pot on the weekends….

Weed is not what it once was ..My

Bad.

Incredibly gorgeous today, not a cloud in the sky, mild, t-shirt weather, celebrities, more frogs croaking, birds chirping, the green is beginning to pierce through all the brown. The new life is tearing its way through the corpse of the old life.

And that’s the song.

That’s the same tune as it has always been.

Same ..

You’ve lived this a hundred times, noticing a noticing.

Which is why I respect (end envy) Buddhists.

I mean, the stories are crazy talk just like all the other religions,,, but…

I think it is the best application.

Teaching actually useful skills and techniques, helping you navigate this wild ride..

Breathing

Meditation

Visualization

Mind work…work INSIDE your mind..

Teach yourself to stop at a red light..

Stretch your fingers out, take a deep breath, grip the steering field and try to notice as many things as you can about it.

The soft, comfortable feel of it, the hard plastic, the engine shake being felt by your hands,

Try to zoom in as much as you can… And try to take that red light, and the brief time it gives you, try to take it and really notice your steering wheel..

That is a mini version of how Buddhist teach you to handle all this.

By being aware.

Aware of everything.

Teaching yourself to Notice everything…

As much as you possibly can…

You’re the bird tripping over there.

In the far distance, I hear a lawn mower..

I close my eyes and put my face towards the breeze..

Noticing..

Trying to get to deep scan mode…

Then you leave, you go back to the real world, but you don’t forget what your brain learned.

Deep scan mode.. Make everything be about noticings. Devote all your mental energy into it. .

THAT!!

Is much more useful than waiting on white Jesus to come and heal you..

(in his name…the power of his blood.)

We’re talking Buddhism, I don’t want to hear about any of that right now..

Where was I?

Ooh that’s right,I was stoned on a Sunday and putting my face in the breeze… groundbreaking,right?

Just

Got

Chatty.

Sry