And then what next?

This is what happens when you feed your head static: you slow down, not time. You think less, then want to think less. You may even completely withdrawal from society, or identifying with it. Or that may or may not have been just part of your personality in the beginning.

This is what happens when you analyze too deeply, with no safety rope tied around your waist (perhaps it is just tied around your neck): if you are in a positive frame of mind, you are enlightened. If you are in a negative frame of mind, regardless of source, you are completely mind-fucked, and want to feed your head static instead of thoughts.

Let us say, somewhat arrogantly, that you can understand multiple facets to a situation or an idea, understand different sides to the same story, understand enough that by this point you cannot tell what is "right" and what is "wrong," or at least, where you stand on a given situation because it makes sense whichever way you look at it, whether it be a million different perspectives, or two contrary ones.

And then one wonders what happened to that point in time where they were looking at everything in a positive light, or at least a light of peaceful amusement.

Ah, but if you were never down, how could you appreciate the times when you are up?

To instigate that turn in the cycle is my key obstacle. And if I do not love myself at this point, I do love a good challenge.

6am baking of a peach pie, late night chicken and dumplings, coffee with a hint of molasses, and I'm good to go again.

On Direction

I wonder what purpose my life would be drawn to should I lose or lose use of both my hands, darling little things they are.

So is the question not to clarify purpose, but find the essence of that purpose.