Understating and understanding, that nothing must matter. That, Nothing will matter — was a ball dropper.
This was a necessary respite, in the face of occasional, excruciating drama — life sometimes malignantly inflicts upon us, whether we want it or not! Whether we’re prepared for it or not!
Before going any further, I want to be clear on one thing :-
And that is…
To me, becoming wise, is not a swank.
Instead, it has always been about my surgical curiosity to learn more. The obsession, precisely.
To me, it’s a shameless journey of my journey. (Shameless, because I still don’t know much about so many things.)
It has always been like that and it’s worked for me thus far.
Around the same token, one of my dead friends, Marcus Aurelius, suggested, “Life is opinion.”
Dope!
Laconic.
Fucking Powerful!
Nuclear!
I remember, I’d cried many times over someone else’s poor judgements over me, my substance, my character, nature. And, my family have also shed tears for the same unsexy cause.
Also, my recent read The Art of Possibility: Transforming Professional and Personal Life.’ by Rosamund Stone Zander wherein she argues around the same lines as Aurelius intended. She writes, “It’s all invented. Everything in life is an invention. The way we see things. The way we measure things. The way we compete. The way we judge ourselves.”
So, Folks, the world is ever-changing. It will change more.
Life, well,.. sadly more often than not– ruminates around the inevitable suite of poorly-formed, ephemeral opinions which our heart and minds blindly, and dearly hold for us. Without objectivity, without weight, without real inquiry!
So, Folks,
at times, with time —
Unfuck.
Change.
Unfucking!
p.s.
p.p.s.
On a side note, I’d also recommend you dig more on — Memento mori too.