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a thinky kind of day
Aug. 2nd, 2006 02:43 pmRob's FreeWill Horoscope has me thinking today, and not because of what he had to say for Cancerians. It was a bit in his narrative/newsletter thingie that got me going. I've bolded the parts that continue to tickle my brain.
How does it make you feel when I urge you to confess profound secrets to people who are not particularly interested? Does it make you want to:
a. cultivate a healthy erotic desire for a person you'd normally never be
attracted to in a million years;
b. stop helping your friends glamorize their pain;
c. imitate a hurricane in the act of extinguishing a forest fire;
d. visualize Buddha or Mother Teresa at the moment of orgasm;
e. steal something that's already yours.
The right answer, of course, is any answer you thought was correct. Congratulations. You're even smarter than you knew. To seal your victory, repeat the following affirmation: "Stressed" is "desserts" spelled backward.
Huh. Also, Live and Let Die was playing on the radio this morning. It's a useful reminder that letting go of stress means really Letting Go of Stress. Lemme see if I can articulate this. If I'm going to decide not to stress over something, it means I have to stop watching what happens and be prepared for whatever-it-is to drop off the edge of the earth without my attention. This is not to say that I figure something will fail without my direction or involvement. No, that's not it at all. It's just that I can't claim to have let it go if I don't accept in advance any and all consequences that may come from my release of it -- wherever those consequences fall on the curve of blessings and curses. Changing my thought pattern in that direction makes it less about destroying the stress and more about accepting whatever may come, which seems a far healthier way to live. That's still sloppy wording, but it'll have to do for now.
How does it make you feel when I urge you to confess profound secrets to people who are not particularly interested? Does it make you want to:
a. cultivate a healthy erotic desire for a person you'd normally never be
attracted to in a million years;
b. stop helping your friends glamorize their pain;
c. imitate a hurricane in the act of extinguishing a forest fire;
d. visualize Buddha or Mother Teresa at the moment of orgasm;
e. steal something that's already yours.
The right answer, of course, is any answer you thought was correct. Congratulations. You're even smarter than you knew. To seal your victory, repeat the following affirmation: "Stressed" is "desserts" spelled backward.
Huh. Also, Live and Let Die was playing on the radio this morning. It's a useful reminder that letting go of stress means really Letting Go of Stress. Lemme see if I can articulate this. If I'm going to decide not to stress over something, it means I have to stop watching what happens and be prepared for whatever-it-is to drop off the edge of the earth without my attention. This is not to say that I figure something will fail without my direction or involvement. No, that's not it at all. It's just that I can't claim to have let it go if I don't accept in advance any and all consequences that may come from my release of it -- wherever those consequences fall on the curve of blessings and curses. Changing my thought pattern in that direction makes it less about destroying the stress and more about accepting whatever may come, which seems a far healthier way to live. That's still sloppy wording, but it'll have to do for now.
