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San Francisco. Solution.

Impermanence is permanent.

Musicpervs
Vismay Patel – Dariya

It’s been couple of weeks I’ve been out of instagram, facebook grid. I don’t know if I will ever be back. Although my X (formerly Twitter) usages has gone up.

Since Elon Musk took over X, residing in San Francisco and closely following his works, intentions and personality as a whole has personally made my life more purposeful.

San Francisco is not an easy city to live in. It is the 8th most expensive city in the world according to World Economic Forum but not without the grave problem.

In all sincerity, every-time I walk around the financial district, especially around the market street in the course of going towards my fitness center, or every-time I take a walk to the Ferry Building through Embarcadero, through Montgomery Street, every-time I take an Uber to go visit my best friend at El Cerrito; being able to afford all this, being able to have all of these experiences utterly enriches my heart. Not that this is the first time I’m saying I feel grateful to be living at this phase of my life. Yes, I’m grateful.

The center of it all, without-a-doubt is the ‘Solution’.

Sometimes I wonder, only had I not h.e.r in my life, how all of these was even a possibility.

Sometimes I wonder what if I lose her, that she leaves me on my own to be.

Sometimes I wonder what if I have to leave this city that I’ve fallen heads over heels with.

Namaste.

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Walk the Talk

“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.” 

Theodore Roosevelt
scars (ft. mishaal) [also on spotify]

There’s a beautiful saying, “You can’t win if you’re not in the game.”

So, Walk the talk.

Today, in a conversation I’ve had with one of my former student (now a brother alike) who recently completed his Chartered Accountant exam after more than 7 attempts; He for sure is a fucking warrior; We went on to touch upon the idea of “when will one’s life be better at all?” To which I finished off with a quote by one of my mentor Naval Ravikant — “Desire is a contract that you make with yourself to be unhappy until you get what you want.”

Implying the fact that for any kind of noble progress pursuit, it does demand suffering, it does sought sacrifice, it does crave commitment, it does call for patience.

That, Life for all good intents and purposes rewards action than the intelligence as James Clear clearly puts it.

That to live a life of purpose, that to be able to take up more responsibilities is more worthy that to merely wish for life to get better.

That so many great people fail to get even started in the first place, and signaling plastic virtuousness in absence of clear actions is obvious stupidity!

Walk the Talk.

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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Learned my lesson

Many people care more about being right than being happy

James Clear
sapientdream – Pastlives 

I was the person with utmost respect for philosophy, ideals, principles and dead people’s quotes.

In the name of being true, honest, assertive and straight, I’d hurt many people. I’d walk over them many-a-times. I’d abandon those whoever didn’t agree with my view of the reality.

I was the Sherlock who always wanted to have the last say even though it meant at the cost of cold and bitter relationships.

I’ve learned my lessons.

And, just as Vicki Tidwell Palmer puts it:

Choosing to be happy rather than being right means you value creating understanding, or maintaining harmony and peace over insisting on being heard, making sure that other people “get” you, or teaching someone else a lesson.

Not everything in life is objective or more precisely, most of the things in life are subjective.

Lastly, David Hume best describes it in the opening line of his philosophical book, An Enquiry Concerning Human Understanding, published in 1748, where he says,

Indulge your passion for science…but let your science be human, and such as may have a direct reference to action and society. Be a philosopher; but amidst all your philosophy, be still a man

Namaste.

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Good egg, Bad egg

We all want to be ‘The Hero of our own story’.

~author
Patrick Watson – Je te laisserai des mots (Cover by Marianne BL 

Whenever possible, ask yourself –

Am I a good egg or the bad one?

Let the question guide you.

Let the question be your north.

Let the question help you earthen.

Let the question inspire you to soar.

Let the question, question your true utility in someone elses’ life other than yourself.

Let the question un-naked, un-burden, un-stress you.

Am I a good egg?

Namaste.

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I’ve Smoked. Alcohol was a bliss.

At the end of the day, if i can say i had fun, it was a good day.

Simone Biles
Tommy Ashby – Closer

I’ve smoked twice in life.

Once, while I was barely hitting my puberty. I was perhaps 10 years old and wanted to try the thing. I have to confront I already knew it was a bad thing to get into but we do crazy things all the time.

That time, I remember taking a long, unbeknownst puff, swallowing shit tons of smoke into my lungs, which led me to vomit my soul out, and then I was done. I could barely breathe!

The second time I smoked was perhaps two years ago (though I’m not sure about the timeline).It was when I went to Pokhara with few of my friends for a 5 days trip. And, since I had always wanted to experience first-hand how it feels to be high on cannabis (marijuana), I didn’t know until that time that you had to smoke that thing out ‘again‘ to be able to fly.

I vividly remember, I really really didn’t like the feel of keeping that cigarette butt between my fingers while I was being taught the skill of smoking by the few around me. I wasn’t surprised, I failed that time around as well. I fxckxng couldn’t learn how to smoke and thus, didn’t get high — after multiple, multiple tryouts on act-of-smoking.

Which is why, my bucket-list of having an experiencing of being high on marijuana is still unchecked.

One thing is for sure, I will never smoke in my life… ever!


Likewise, Alcohol was a bliss. I purposefully started to drink it (be it beer, wine, whiskey, whatever that gets you high) just to have the feel of having grown up. Just to signal people around me that I am old enough to rock and steer my own boat.

Truthfully, I never, never liked the taste of the Beer or Vodka. Wine was an exception because it was sweet mostly, and yes so was Jack. Contrarily I enjoyed the height of high it can get you into. Plus, If I am not wrong, the last time I drank was perhaps a month ago with Sam and his wife at their apartment while we played cards and b.a.s.i.c.a.l.l.y enjoyed. They didn’t drink much but I know I was the one who poured in the last glass. On the inside I felt like I was as drunk as the Bear on the trailer of Cocaine Bear, on the outside I tried pretending as cool as a perfectly plastic wrapped cucumber.

The next morning I decided, I am done with drinking alcohol too!

Let’s see if this intentional resolution remains a resolution.

Namaste.

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Sleepwalk

“You do not rise to the level of your goals. You fall to the level of your systems.” “Habits are the compound interest of self-improvement”

James Clear
Dimple – Sickflip, Mismatched

The one mistake we often make is to sleepwalk in the name of living. Mostly unnoticed, unaware.

Sleepwalk could be many things: Passively scrolling, scouring, vulturing on social media. Movies. Soaps. Youtube videos. Porns. Impulsive shopping. Wishful thinking. Bitching. Sleeping (or to be precise — pretending to sleep in the name of taking rest). We might as well give it a puff if we smoke. We might as well go partying, drinking if we’re outgoing.

Let’s be honest — we’ve all been there.

We’ve all wasted, we’ve all wearied ourselves a little more, a little less, a little too much exploiting, overspending, undervaluing the only non-renewable currency — Time!

Well, now we know, let’s change that :-

Let’s try to be as much unpredictable.

More demanding of time.

Challenge(s) hungry.

Pain thirsty.

Always grinding but enjoying the restfulness too.

Disciplined. However, at times throw ourselves into healthy recklessness that is good for our mind and spirit

Deliberately awaresome of our choices.

Purposeful.

Responsible.

Lastly, as in the words of James Clear, “The best way to break a bad habit is to make it impossible to do. And the best way to create a good habit is to automate it so you never have to think about it again.”

Let’s try to automate our life bit by bit, step-by-step.

No pressure.

Not tomorrow.

Namaste.

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Commitment is tough

You’re in a ship and it’s sailing across the stormy seas. If you’re hacking holes in it with pickaxe, you should probably pay attention to that before you sink. So, it’s a good idea to keep what stupid you’re doing in mind that you can stop doing it.

Jordan B. Peterson (on Why be virtuous?)
Joji – Die for you

To love truly,

is to commit fully.

Brainfully.

Heartfully.

Soulfully.

Beautifully!


If relationship-tree is to have the trunk, branches, leaves, flower and eventually the fruits — commitment gives it the vitality; commitment transports the essential minirals to nurture it; commitment inflates the breathe of life inside it.

For, commitment is the root, and true love (whatever it means to you) is the whole tree I know.


Alas, commitment is tough. Because, in the world where we live today the road to lust; the path to momentary cravings; the alleyways of impulsive desire; the address of loud, irresistible sexy-ness around is without-a-miss silky and icy. It’s proxy solid. It’s slippery. It’s frictionless. It’s bewitching. It’s bewildering.

At the same magnitude, real love for real is scant.

That, real love for real is limited to only the virtuous which unfortunately, there aren’t many.

To say the least:

Commitment is through which virtues such as trust, loyalty, kindness, sincerity, honesty, care, love, gratitude, gentleness, purity, tolerance, understanding and all the likes flows out and about!

Questions.

Are you committed?

Are you afraid of commitments?

Are you pathologiz-ing your love with lies and fabrication?

Are you for real?

Namaste.

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Questions

There’s no graduation degree for wisdom. It’s a virtue. It’s in habits. It’s in choices. It’s the journey.

musicpervs
Gary Jules – Falling Awake

With me, there are times when I want to write so much about so many things; I end up writing nothing.

With me, there are excellent plans, there are these perfect action-items I would’ve set for the day; I end up binging sitcom.

With me, there are important things that need my important attention; I end up putting them off for later and spend hours sleeping.

Questions.

Should I feel bad, bitter and disgusted about these breaks?

Can i still make it with these stress-relieving stressful choices?

Is postponing pleasure and momentary happiness the only objective way to be really happy — fully and ever and after?

Namaste.

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