Let me just say this: it is by choice that I have abandoned all notions of normal life. Although my life thus far, despite my admittedly futile attempts, never really could be described as such. But now it is evident that any fleeting remnants of normality have completely dissipated. But that's ok, I didn't like the mold... This got me thinking, maybe it's about time we finally got around to redefining normal...
It seems to me that we live in a modern society plagued by a deep malaise. Most people are unhappy and that is clear to see on the faces of those who pass me by. What happened to community? What happened to brotherhood? Why do I feel so alone surrounded in a crowd, a collection of bodies, a confounded nuisance of noise? Small glimpses of happiness remain, albeit mere vestiges of a better mind. It often seems as though I'm trying to grasp meaning out of the void, find order in the compounding chaos. I need to rest, reflect and repurpose my energy to greater ends. Temporary is the nature of being.
So let's not frown upon the experiencing of life. Surely my time spent here is worth something. We are so ridged in our constructions of what we believe a 'good life' should be, that we call the slightest creative thinking, outside the box, the antithesis of conformity. All in all thinking outside the box is fine and well, but there comes a time when we need to change the box itself. There also comes a time when we need to redefine the parameters of what it means to live a 'good life.' How can we do that you ask? I don't know... surely that is for someone much smarter than I, right?
Wrong... It begins with every little decision in every little moment. Don't underestimate the capacity of the mind. As we possess the faculties to influence our experiences AND our surroundings in profound ways. It requires no effort to fall, but it is a truly onerous task to climb up, one step at a time