Here I will speak more personally.
It’s easy pointing fingers. But better to check oneself.
I am seeing how much of my time was spent looking in the wrong direction. Noise plus more noise, tasty like sweet cakes, perhaps I did sip a bit of that Kool-Aid.
It can be dangerous when old highs no longer get you high. It can also be empowering.
A nonconformist at heart, I’ve basically always been Anti. But these days, I’m taking it to awkward levels.
Finding myself in more isolated territory. Or maybe it’s a more connected one.
The more I pull away from normalcy, the less distracted I become. It’s simple really. And slightly boring at first. But then it’s not.
Meditating like my life depends on it.
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