Month: March 2017

Please Sir, I Want Some More…

watered-down-gruel

 

Nobody is hindering you except you yourself. Nobody is creating any obstacle. If you want change, you can change. Waiting for other people to change is folly.

 

Once you figure this out, you’re free to do whatever you want as long as you respect the rights of others to do as they want.

 

So the jail cell we imagined was indeed, imaginary, and we held the pretend keys all along.

 

Now what?

 

Here comes the exciting part. Few of us really know what we want. Most of us know what we don’t want, but when asked to declare a specific goal, we are temporarily struck mute. This is normal and to be expected. So we try various things. We experiment, and a cleverly designed experiment is a portal into the real nature of things, which will prove to be infinitely more interesting than¬†any delusions or fantasies.

 

So experimentation is the order of the day, and that order will stand for whatever amount of time we have left. I have recently lost a few friends to the maladies of old age, and it has me thinking about my own increasing temptation to resign myself to infirmity. Where has my gusto gone?

 

As the orphan Oliver Twist might have said, “Please sir, I want some more gusto. You can keep your gruel. Had enough already.”

 

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