“To know why is to be free” and other thoughts

A square peg doesn’t fit into a round hole. Oil and water do not mix. Magnets don’t stick to wood. Light and darkness cannot exist at the same time.

Life is hard enough without adding unnecessary burdens to an already heavy load. Lightening someone’s load means someone else carrying more weight. Some things are meant to be easy; if they’re difficult, that’s a sign that something is amiss. Life teaches what those things are.

People are like billiard balls, bouncing off each other and changing each other’s direction. They cannot move in a straight line for long. To stop, or to fall into a pocket, removes one from the game–and yet the game continues. “There can be only one” is just a line from a movie, a misunderstanding if taken as reality.

Streamline. Keep it simple, stupid. Don’t sweat the small stuff. Simplify. Take it easy. Don’t let that which matters most drown in the puddle of that which matters not. Much matters not…or much matters. It’s your choice.

I want you to be a certain way. Thus, I begin the race a loser. You want me to be different. Thus, you admit that you don’t like who I am. I can take you, or I can leave you. It’s my choice: whether right or wrong, it’s my choice. Take away choice and what’s left? Right? Wrong.

People aren’t perfect, and yet they are. We all fall short, and yet we’re all on the way to where we’re going…and we’re all exactly where we’re at. We cannot be otherwise; to demand such is to inflict folly on ourselves. Too much folly and truth disappears, covered by dark clouds and causing darkness. And yet this is temporary.

Give up? Give in? Give back? Give out? Give off? No. Just give.

Craziness is feeling without reason. Coldness is reason without feeling. Death is neither reason nor feeling. Life is reason with feeling. Both are necessary; to own one without the other is to live only half a life, all the time. At best.

It’s better to laugh than to cry, sometimes. And sometimes it’s better to cry. It’s best to know why. Prisoners do not, nor do children. This is fine for prisoners and children, but not for adults who are free. To know why is to be free.

Friends make mistakes. They are people, too. To demand perfection from friends is to condemn them. To forgive them is to love them–to be a friend yourself. Some friends are worth it, and others are not. Do you know which is which?

Happiness is not rocket science. Do what you like to do. Think about what you want. Then, do that. If you find yourself doing what you don’t want, do something else. Make a plan if you have to. Being scared is okay.

Life is not easy, but it can be. Life is pain sometimes. Life is joy sometimes. The more we see, the more life is joy. The more blind we are, the more life is pain. Sometimes pain is necessary. Sometimes pain leads to joy. Sometimes pain leads to death.

Those who truly love you are few. Cherish them. Human beings are not cheap, but often bring deep rewards. Look into people as deeply as you can. People are full of meaning…and shit. More of one means less of the other. Know how to tell the difference. Then, use this gift.

Treading water gets you nowhere. Dive deep. There are treasures to be found beneath the surface. It gets easier with practice. Stay on the surface if you want to stay impoverished.

To be afraid to dive deep is to be afraid of yourself. Woe unto those who fear themselves, for they fear the greatest gift, the richest treasure, the most bountiful harvest. They will not find it “out there.” The kingdom is “in here.”

There is great power in words, in feelings, in decisions. Would you give a gun to a toddler? Learn to use your words, feelings, and decisions rightly. What goes out also comes back. Life is like a boomerang, a rubber band, a bungee cord. Be careful what you say. Know why you feel. Decide to be right.

What is right? I can’t answer that for you. But you can.

What does Life want you to do? You’re doing it NOW.

(Written on March 31, 2012)

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One Response to “To know why is to be free” and other thoughts

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