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Keep it right

Quality of your thoughts determine the quality of your life.

James Allen (As a Man Thinketh, 1903)
Hozier – Too Sweet 

Food for thought and I need it more than anything in the world — specially around these pressing times.

On February 6, 1975 a wise man Mr. Spencer W. Kimball spoke on top of his lungs:

Keep it right — in your head.

Keep your thoughts. Good.

Not bad.

Keep your thoughts decent.

Not in-decent.

Keep your thoughts — full of faith.

And, not doubt

Because — it is in your thoughts that is determined whether you’ll be happy or unhappy, whether you’ll be healthy or unhealthy.

The happiest person is he who thinks the happiest, most interesting, f-i-n-e-s-t thoughts.

and that is a fact!

Namaste.

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Internet is a weird place

If I am what I have and if what I have is lost, who then am I?
Nobody but a defeated, deflated, pathetic testimony to a wrong way of living.

 Erich Fromm, To Have or to Be? The Nature of the Psyche
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y5xZhcmPl-Q
Somebody Else – Vancouver Sleep Clinic,Amelia Magdalena,Pop Goes Ambient

We are constantly trying to push the narrative

that we are as happy as anyone could be

that we are enjoying this one grand life all the time, all the more

that we’ve been to places; seen places

that we’re wise or mostly pretend to be one

that we’re hunting, gathering and treasuring memories

that we’re pretty, handsome, beautiful and attention slash praise worthy

that we’re self-acclaimed celebrity

that we’ve figured it all out and caption them for other to get a piece of that shallow knowledge, shallow experience

that we have a perfect life

that we are somebody we are not.

Namaste.

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Acceptance

Prateek Kuhad – Saansein

Anonymously generous, unmistakably mistaken to have even been born in the world of scavengers. And unfortunately misunderstood her whole life for her introvertedness.

Nobody asked her questions. Not a soul!

Everybody sure had answers though. The stories they tell themselves; stories about the stories they mic the world about her.

Can’t unsee, she’s tired of puppeting over everybody’s expectations.

Grinding. Grinding and grinding to find a tree she can take a dependable shelter on, fruit to share with and at last live a good enough life. A Simple life.

However, the swallowing nightmare perspires, and she’s dumb exhausted justifying her pure and genuine intentions to leave the world a litter better than she found it. In the likes of Mrs. Silence Dogood.

She bespeaks for lack of acceptance and empathy in our sophisticated world of self-serving, dumb intellects.

I reckon, she’s in search of a love. 

I reckon, she’s in search of a friend.

I reckon, Real love is acceptance.

I reckon, Real friendship is acceptance.

I hope you find her.

I hope you save her.

I hope you accept her.

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True love is a Friendship.

Prateek Kuhad – cold/mess

Love is not an easy commitment.

The road ahead is dirt-wet, arduous, uncertain and messy.

Love, is hardly a marriage, not even a contract per se that bounded anybody,

There will be peaks and there will be valleys.

Despite. Despite, in a heartbeat I’ll travel with you until my journey ends!

 

Suffice to say — True love is a friendship. Period!

That If love were to be a living, breathing grown up ass like we all are, the heartbeats that we know, would be undoubtedly the acceptance element at the deepest core.

 

And, now to reframe this peeling off of love’s many faces and facets, a line from Cynthia Hand from her book Boundless clogs up my brain :-

“I wanted to tell you that wherever I am, whatever happens, I’ll always think of you, and the time we spent together, as my happiest time. I’d do it all over again, if I had the choice. No regrets.”

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