Ranother Thursday!
Thursday 11:20 a.m.
The cherry blossoms were starting to break out yesterday, so it must be Spring. Blowy out there! Going to rain and shine and rain and shine.
You have to take a bit of a spanking every time you have what is regarded as conventionally a good time. I had many good times over the last weekend, but I'm paying for them today. In fact, I've been paying for them since they finished. This is pretending to be normal and hanging about with your pals.
All my pals are flatheids. It costs them zip to have a good time (apart from having to buy me drinks!) because they don't have to resume investigating ra bliss and find their beautiful minds now sodden in thought disordered mayhem.
What you have to do with flatheids is see them every now and again. Never socialise two days or nights in a row. But I find it really hard to keep a grip. Nobody understands the price you pay. Yes, it is a lonely old furrow we plough when we wish to surf the oceans of bliss! Still, better get on with it.
I'll resume the meditations as soon as I finish here. My family are meeting for lunch at the Filmhouse, so I'll go for a cup of coffee. I won't see anyone else all day and all evening since the flat will be empty till I'm in beddybys.
Even if you can't appreciate what I lose because you cannot even imagine it, being a flatheid, you will see that it is difficult to go from party time to spending most of the time on your own, etc. The deep calmness is hiding somewhere behind the irritation and crabbitness. And thoughts a-leaping, and pressures from stupid things to do.
This afternoon I'll write. This evening I'll go to dig and plant, if the weather permits, do the yogic jumpings, and try to be a good boy!
The cherry blossoms were starting to break out yesterday, so it must be Spring. Blowy out there! Going to rain and shine and rain and shine.
You have to take a bit of a spanking every time you have what is regarded as conventionally a good time. I had many good times over the last weekend, but I'm paying for them today. In fact, I've been paying for them since they finished. This is pretending to be normal and hanging about with your pals.
All my pals are flatheids. It costs them zip to have a good time (apart from having to buy me drinks!) because they don't have to resume investigating ra bliss and find their beautiful minds now sodden in thought disordered mayhem.
What you have to do with flatheids is see them every now and again. Never socialise two days or nights in a row. But I find it really hard to keep a grip. Nobody understands the price you pay. Yes, it is a lonely old furrow we plough when we wish to surf the oceans of bliss! Still, better get on with it.
I'll resume the meditations as soon as I finish here. My family are meeting for lunch at the Filmhouse, so I'll go for a cup of coffee. I won't see anyone else all day and all evening since the flat will be empty till I'm in beddybys.
Even if you can't appreciate what I lose because you cannot even imagine it, being a flatheid, you will see that it is difficult to go from party time to spending most of the time on your own, etc. The deep calmness is hiding somewhere behind the irritation and crabbitness. And thoughts a-leaping, and pressures from stupid things to do.
This afternoon I'll write. This evening I'll go to dig and plant, if the weather permits, do the yogic jumpings, and try to be a good boy!
posted by Hotboy at 11:22 AM
3 Comments:
I hope the weather stays perfect for you Hotboy!
Weather is lovely today. Good Friday.Hope you enjoy your early finish. Hotboy
I can see I've some catching up to do.
I make it a rule never to socialise at all. That way you avoid the continual readjustment between flat life and bliss life. It could help.
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