On/In Reserve
Jan. 14th, 2008 03:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mlerulesYesterday afternoon I started running on reserve battery power. I need to take it easy now and again. Socializing's hard work. This year (365 days starting TODAY) shall include more revery and revelry. Little worship.
I'm enjoying just sitting here in the rain, hearing the train off in the distance, being silent but not still.
I'n not sure how much I can stand silence. Which is all the more reason to introduce, experience, and appreciate more of it. I can savor stillness. I can I can I can.
Some connections aren't ever truly severed. For years I felt as if I had nobody in my life. Now I realize that's not true (and hasn't been for quite a while). And now one's wandering back in. I don't know how I feel about this.
Mind-fart: emotional condoms. Mebbe instead: numbing gel. Fascinating imagery going on in my mind right now. I don't now how I feel about this.
Time for music to tame the savaged b(r)east. Time to hibernate. Time to fade away?
High emotional states do not require drama. Still pools. Running deep. Running. No heads in sand...no way in he!!
No blinders, self-imposed or otherwise.
How does one measure emotional investment?
The phrase "zero-sum game" has come up three (3) times in the past 18 hours. It's up to me to manage my life. It's up to me to manage it well. Love as a wellspring.
“The infliction of cruelty with a good conscience is a delight to moralists — that is why they invented hell.” - Bertrand Russell
I'm enjoying just sitting here in the rain, hearing the train off in the distance, being silent but not still.
I'n not sure how much I can stand silence. Which is all the more reason to introduce, experience, and appreciate more of it. I can savor stillness. I can I can I can.
Some connections aren't ever truly severed. For years I felt as if I had nobody in my life. Now I realize that's not true (and hasn't been for quite a while). And now one's wandering back in. I don't know how I feel about this.
Mind-fart: emotional condoms. Mebbe instead: numbing gel. Fascinating imagery going on in my mind right now. I don't now how I feel about this.
Time for music to tame the savaged b(r)east. Time to hibernate. Time to fade away?
High emotional states do not require drama. Still pools. Running deep. Running. No heads in sand...no way in he!!
No blinders, self-imposed or otherwise.
How does one measure emotional investment?
The phrase "zero-sum game" has come up three (3) times in the past 18 hours. It's up to me to manage my life. It's up to me to manage it well. Love as a wellspring.
“The infliction of cruelty with a good conscience is a delight to moralists — that is why they invented hell.” - Bertrand Russell
