the stoic of them all

These ideas pulled from the first letter Seneca wrote to Lucius. Seneca’s most famous work, Letters from a Stoic, are made up of this and the letters that followed it. The book is great but at least check out what is bold below.

Nothing, Lucius, is ours, except time. – Seneca

Letter I

Summary: Value your time, it’s all that you really have. Realizing that time is limited and death is always coming for you allows you a more healthy perspective on how you live each hour.

Actions:
-Eliminate common time drains.
-Email is nearly always somebody else demanding our time.
-Don’t go to an event if you don’t want to, they won’t hate you.
-Don’t ‘vegitate’ – unless you’re really enjoying it.
-Cut conversations short if you don’t want to be in them.
-No matter what you are doing, you’re dieing. Focus on what is happening in the present, worry about the future in the future.
-Prioritize. Is this task really that urgent? What would happen if you did something more important to you instead?

For more on the value of time, see “On the Shortness of Life”

Letter:
Continue to act thus, my dear Lucilius – set yourself free for your own sake; gather and save your time, which till lately has been forced from you, or filched away, or has merely slipped from your hands. Make yourself believe the truth of my words, – that certain moments are torn from us, that some are gently removed, and that others glide beyond our reach. The most disgraceful kind of loss, however, is that due to carelessness. Furthermore, if you will pay close heed to the problem, you will find that the largest portion of our life passes while we are doing ill, a goodly share while we are doing nothing, and the whole while we are doing that which is not to the purpose.

What man can you show me who places any value on his time, who reckons the worth of each day, who understands that he is dying daily? For we are mistaken when we look forward to death; the major portion of death has already passed, Whatever years be behind us are in death’s hands. Therefore, Lucilius, do as you write me that you are doing: hold every hour in your grasp. Lay hold of to-day’s task, and you will not need to depend so much upon to-morrow’s. While we are postponing, life speeds by.

Nothing, Lucilius, is ours, except time. We were entrusted by nature with the ownership of this single thing, so fleeting and slippery that anyone who will can oust us from possession. What fools these mortals be! They allow the cheapest and most useless things, which can easily be replaced, to be charged in the reckoning, after they have acquired them; but they never regard themselves as in debt when they have received some of that precious commodity, – time! And yet time is the one loan which even a grateful recipient cannot repay.

You may desire to know how I, who preach to you so freely, am practising. I confess frankly: my expense account balances, as you would expect from one who is free-handed but careful. I cannot boast that I waste nothing, but I can at least tell you what I am wasting, and the cause and manner of the loss; I can give you the reasons why I am a poor man. My situation, however, is the same as that of many who are reduced to slender means through no fault of their own: every one forgives them, but no one comes to their rescue.

What is the state of things, then? It is this: I do not regard a man as poor, if the little which remains is enough for him. I advise you, however, to keep what is really yours; and you cannot begin too early. For, as our ancestors believed, it is too late to spare when you reach the dregs of the cask.Of that which remains at the bottom, the amount is slight, and the quality is vile. Farewell

maine runs on these scorpion cousins

[Yes, Maine was one of the first states so it has more right to be Amurican than most states. So me calling it Canadian has no real basis in anything except a picture on a map, but either does anything else I’ve said today. I hope you can make sense of this madness below.]

My grandma put a gun to my grandpa’s head 37 years ago. “You will buy this fucking cabin, Edward.” He did, but there was no gun involved and there certainly were no curse words. My grandma was maybe the greatest student of Mary Baker Eddy’s Christian Science. If I thought that a religion could capture the elusive Truth then I’d try to be the second greatest student of that religion. Nana is gone now but she left me with a cabin in the woods to retreat to with family, a lot of love, a closeness with family, her Christian Science studies, and an appreciation for the incomplete disappearance of somebody when they die – she’s always there in very real ways. Love you Nana <3. Read the rest of this entry »

the thing pre-words

Words are symbols we use to explain ideas and point at things. “It’s cold” is pointing at a sensation very different from the one I would explain as “hot”. We all know this but don’t keep it in mind. We don’t see when the explanations don’t match the explained. One benefit of meditation is quieting the mind so you can see the sensation being explained.

A picture of a bike is no bike. We use the picture to build an image of a bike in our mind. And so our words describing our life are not Read the rest of this entry »

The top search term for this blog is “just kill yourself”. I don’t know why anybody would search that. Do they hate Google? Is that like a virtual punching pillow? Or are they talking to themselves in the third person shouting that they should stop being a pussy and just do it already. I don’t know really, I hope they started having a better time once they got here though. I hope they learned that there is always a Self that you should kill, but that it is almost never the big One that seems so obvious.

Behind that is “porn star fucked”, I’m not sure if the second two words are going to make that search any more useful. It sounds like kind of an angry search – maybe they’re in the process of killing unwanted pieces of Self! That would be exciting. I wonder what that person did when they got sent to my post about baring my naked soul to the world through poetry. Were they touching themselves? Were they at work? Did their horny-rage get smooshed by ooshygooshy poetry? I have no idea, but this is wonderful.

WEEEEEE SHOW ME THEM CROWS FEET

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click picture for an important explanation of ‘faggot’ (luis ck)

The #1 way to be more creative instantly:

Switch ‘storm’ to ‘shit’.

That’s it.

Brainstorms sound so epic! If you’re in one then great, zap away! But every person I talk to that feels like they don’t have ideas often enough – I talk to myself every day about this – feels they have bad ideas. Read the rest of this entry »

We kill faith every time we demand it of something that isn’t there. Religious institutions are built on demanding you believe things for now reason. I’m not even sure what happened in my own head last week but these people try to tell me I should believe their account of what happened in some guy’s head thousands of years ago. “It’s obviously true if you just take the leap of faith! Then you’ll truly see the glory of My Golden Calf.” The one thing that is blasphemy is my own experience. _____ forbid I have faith in my own Seeing. Buddha said the only thing you should trust is your own experience of life. Then they built golden statues of fat-face Buddha representing his own experience. Sure, it’s a picture of what experience could be, but it’s awfully hard to hold yourself in esteem while kissing a golden foot. “Burn the Buddha!”, is what I always say this once.

respecting your experience even if you can’t respect yourself

Faith is an imperative of life, though. Read the rest of this entry »

very embarrassing to carry this around

This post seems like the opposite of everything else on this blog. But I think when I ‘get over mySelf’ it won’t look that way so much.

I just read Jeffrey Pfeffer’s Power and it was fascinating. I don’t know why I said fascinating. There’s interesting stuff in there. Those books frighten me. A book written specifically to learn how to control people! I assume it’s similar to Robert Cialdini’s Influence (summary). A business version of The Game. I haven’t read those but I assume it’s like that. Or any marketing book.

A lot of this is obvious, distasteful, Read the rest of this entry »

public broadcasting, deprogramming to reprogram, teenage vampire enthusiasts

I’m so brainwashed that I think about Snooki. She serves as an explanation for every poofy-haired girl with hoopy earings and a face of oral fixation I’ve ever seen. Even though the hair is probably Gwyn Stefani. Holla-back girl! I’m so brainwashed I think happiness can be found in a study. I’m so brainwashed I start to believe the news whole-heartedly after watching it for five minutes. I can talk about a news headline for a full day.

I scrubbed my head Read the rest of this entry »

what an honorable fellow

It’s terrible to be selfish. It’s bad for you and it’s bad for me. Altruism is the ideal! You must sacrifice everything for the good of whatever isn’t your good. Don’t you dare do that thing for you!

We share some very confusing morals. Whoever proclaimed sacrifice Read the rest of this entry »

very pleased with the first google image for ‘bulshitter’s delight’

I’ve never seen this poem before in my life, but I wrote it. The thing that is so fun about poetry is I temporarily lose my mind. The pen just moves and I have no idea what’s happening on the paper. So I don’t have a great memory for a lot of the poems. When compiling the book this morning I came across this one and it struck me as a ‘welcome to the world this morning!’ message. So – welcome to the world this morning! So many infinities of things are happening right now as you read this. Then go back to Facebook. So many things happening that could kill you or promote you or love you. More things that you’ll never know about.

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there is no need

to make it mean

or make it need

or make it neat

just make it real

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