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Tired of suffering fools.
Aug. 5th, 2005 09:41 amLet's start off with the good stuff.
My life right now is fabulous. Really, really fabulous. "Wow, this is amazing and not scripted!" kind of fabulous.
Yes, there are challenges, some of them rather large. But there are options and multiple viable pathways. The stress is manageable and quite honestly, the type of thing what while breaking me will allow me to shine with what I am so good at doing, thriving. I swear that the talisman I was gifted with by means of my middle name, Rose, is why I always come up smelling like one, despite whatever pile of crap I find myself perched upon.
Early in July, over a couple of bottles of wine,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
alchemuse and I realized how much easier every one else's lives would be if they listened more to the voices of reason and experience. But that's just wishful thinking. Reason and experience seem to be best born out in hindsight. What a bloody waste of time. I hate having to always take the longer, more brambly roads. At some point in one's life, one ought to be more about the short cuts so that time can be focused on the really important things. But I suppose that, in youth, is where you determine what's really important.
Once again I am surprised by how many in the ceremonial world of mysticism will preach the song of "I am following my Will" and still haven't a pot to piss in. Enlightenment is great and all, but what does that do for paying the bills and feeding/clothing yourself? As much as I loved Ebony, why couldn't he have used some of his skills for practical things. There is nothing wrong with making one's life comfortable! It certainly doesn't belittle the greater enlightenment. I just refuse to embrace that one must suffer for enlightenment. One should work hard and diligently if that's the chosen path, but suffer? Why? Makes no sense to me.
If I am a potentiality, then shouldn't everything I do be working towards maximizing that potential?
I hold myself up as an example of that. Yeah, I'm that confident and arrogant. Because, I really do have it all, and yet I have challenges to keep me going. Scoff if you will, but the proof is irrefutable. And I fully acknowledge that the tides will continue to turn, but for every loss I suffer, I have a innate confidence in my ability to ride the streams of energy to manipulate my way back off of any pile of excrement I find myself cast into, while still smelling pretty damn good.
When I managed a team of people I was told that my management style was to go full steam ahead and pull people along in my wake. That is my mode right now for life. I'm blazing ahead, anyone interested and standing close enough can ride my wake if you're not making your own.
My life right now is fabulous. Really, really fabulous. "Wow, this is amazing and not scripted!" kind of fabulous.
Yes, there are challenges, some of them rather large. But there are options and multiple viable pathways. The stress is manageable and quite honestly, the type of thing what while breaking me will allow me to shine with what I am so good at doing, thriving. I swear that the talisman I was gifted with by means of my middle name, Rose, is why I always come up smelling like one, despite whatever pile of crap I find myself perched upon.
Early in July, over a couple of bottles of wine,
alchemuse and I realized how much easier every one else's lives would be if they listened more to the voices of reason and experience. But that's just wishful thinking. Reason and experience seem to be best born out in hindsight. What a bloody waste of time. I hate having to always take the longer, more brambly roads. At some point in one's life, one ought to be more about the short cuts so that time can be focused on the really important things. But I suppose that, in youth, is where you determine what's really important.Once again I am surprised by how many in the ceremonial world of mysticism will preach the song of "I am following my Will" and still haven't a pot to piss in. Enlightenment is great and all, but what does that do for paying the bills and feeding/clothing yourself? As much as I loved Ebony, why couldn't he have used some of his skills for practical things. There is nothing wrong with making one's life comfortable! It certainly doesn't belittle the greater enlightenment. I just refuse to embrace that one must suffer for enlightenment. One should work hard and diligently if that's the chosen path, but suffer? Why? Makes no sense to me.
If I am a potentiality, then shouldn't everything I do be working towards maximizing that potential?
I hold myself up as an example of that. Yeah, I'm that confident and arrogant. Because, I really do have it all, and yet I have challenges to keep me going. Scoff if you will, but the proof is irrefutable. And I fully acknowledge that the tides will continue to turn, but for every loss I suffer, I have a innate confidence in my ability to ride the streams of energy to manipulate my way back off of any pile of excrement I find myself cast into, while still smelling pretty damn good.
When I managed a team of people I was told that my management style was to go full steam ahead and pull people along in my wake. That is my mode right now for life. I'm blazing ahead, anyone interested and standing close enough can ride my wake if you're not making your own.
