Life is a mystery. We may never know why.

type of guy who can hold intelligent discourse on the jhanas but responds "wow, fuck THAT guy" when he gets cut off in traffic by someone rushing home

Complaining is a (poisonous) trick of the mind. It says: "it's not your fault, there was nothing you could have done. It's everyone else, they suck. You were so right" Feels good to wallow sometimes. But the sun goes down, comes back up, and it's still your problem

I agree & also want to argue. There's something regulating for the ADHD-mind about letting go the false pretense of cognitive discipline and engaging on 20 things at once. Feels good man, which like as I write I realize isn't a good argument and is likely more cope lolsob the dysregulating methods of cope will continue until you learn how to regulate

Thing I do on purpose on this app is when I see 🫵👀 some1 proud posting about a thing & I can see it's good, I try pour gasoline on the 🔥 bc this is the joyful side of the "focus your energy on what you want to see more of" ledger. Try to be earnest and poast your Ws pls 👏

The passage of Time is absolutely necessary. A lot of us are procrastinators. And a forcing function is a kind thing, in the end

Obama since forever has just generally been like a calm, reasoned, principled dude. Nothing political intended in either direction.

Friend Tasshin prompted a thought. when society deals with heroin addicts, sometimes we need to first practice harm reduction. I'm not asking anyone to condone their behavior, but I also don't think it's as simple as asking them to stop taking heroin. There are important reasons why those disordered behaviors are going on. In the case of a heroin addict, we might give them clean needles so they don't contract HIV and hopefully say: "you don't have to make it worse; you can stop when you're ready, we'll be ready for you". This is how I think of humans and war. If you ever had a kindergarten friend, you know in your bones the true moral status of war. But it doesn't help to say it out loud or rail against it; no more than it helps the heroin addict to tell them that heroin is bad. You can be assured, they know in their bones, better than you even. The issue is that something in us as human is pre-occupied with this. Tens of thousands of years and counting, we WILL NOT LET IT GO and that means something important.

Subcultures are elaborate jokes played on their participants. Shame so few are in on the joke

The human brain is a trickier and less reliable tool than you think

“Nano banana” is such a random product name, like somebody took 5 yuge bong rips, misspoke, laughed, and then launched the product

Paradox of transmutation. Not only is it possible that traumas are healed, but they can become spiritual assets. The healed person becomes knowledgeable of the inner world of human beings and can therefore become a healer to others. This is why even saints have succumbed to pressures of temptations that caused them deep sorrow and turmoil. A human who has not been tempted, who has not been in pain or shed bitter tears, is not able to understand others in their pain and sorrow.

Quiet evenings where the wind sighs through the trees, as the light slowly fades from the sky and all of the bird sounds die down for the night. A dark, comfortable blanket of peace settles down onto the landscape. Back in the city, people are grinding out their takes, pushing their agents to the limit for their hurriedly important outcomes. Leave them to it. In this space, there’s a gentle fragrance of frankincense and nothing to do but open oneself to pure experience.

Every generation ends up out of touch. When you’re senile, what will be your most backward and ancient take?

oh HELL YEAH the spice must flow