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Comfort Zones, Nothing Grows There in Current Events

  • March 19, 2022, 12:32 p.m.
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I haven’t done anything fun in a while. A long while. I can’t even remember when I last enjoyed myself. I have more access to society again, nobody is expected to wear a muzzle either. I’m just not interested in anything, I suppose. The only thing that I would actually enjoy is meeting someone new. Getting to know somebody new is the adventure I crave, apparently. Somebody good! Closer to my level. Cluster B’s are too draining. I would love to meet an elder and knowledge keeper, honestly. I want to hear their wisdom.

Somebody at my work asked me if I would be interested in doing improv. He thinks I should just tell the truth. I’m very captivating in person when I talk about the things that I am passionate about. It’s written in my birth chart. I could just stand on the street in a tinfoil hat and shout it all at the top of my lungs. You can lead a horse to water but you can’t make him believe it, I think that’s the saying. Everybody has to do that journey on their own. They don’t want to lose control, however. Once they have nothing to lose, then maybe. Truthers just need to keep planting seeds. It is working.

What would I add to that movement? Hygiene lol. I’m not really a truther, I am more of a philosopher. I just want to stimulate others to generate original thoughts. They can go down the rabbit hole on their own. Unfortunately, nobody is growing their discernment. It’s not intrinsic, it’s developable and we were not taught how to develop it. They’ve spiritualized their own prison and if chipping away at it makes them insecure, great. It’s like poking a braindead thing with an educated opinion stick.

I already know what my day is going to be like. It’s the same old ritual. The absolute first thought that I had today was about how I have outgrown it. I didn’t even see it until this morning. My entire little day flashed before my eyes. I need more. I’ve spiritualized my own little prison. I spend most of my days in my head. Which is not a toxic place anymore. I need to set myself up with some serious goals and get a move on with my life… so I tell myself right before I feel like a let-down. I am very hard on myself.

There was something that I wanted to write about today. I completely lost it. A second entry is coming today anyway, I’m a creature of habit after all. I’ll save it for then I suppose.


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