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If an idea “randomly” pops into your head a few times, do something with it.

At the absolute bare minimum, you write about it. Preferably you should write about it in a way that people might read it. It doesn’t really need an audience. At this point, no one reads these posts. But that doesn’t really matter. If an idea starts to pester me, I found that putting it on the internet in some way relieves me of it.

If it keeps eating you, just do something more with it. Maybe it’ll become a successful business or a song or a painting or literally anything.

The idea will become a thing.

I almost put this is the drafts to hash it out better but I don’t think that would be in the spirit of the post. So here you go.

If anyone reads this, I hope they something with it.

I find myself every once in a while thinking: how perfect is all of is? Wow. It’s not always good, it’s certainly not exactly how I’d make it. There’s so much suffering. I’ve dealt with my fair share.

But sometimes it just feels really really right.

Some traditions consider enlightenment to be a state that people come in and out of. Some more or less often, maybe some people never feel it.

I think this feeling of everything just making so much sense is what they mean by enlightenment.

Even when it doesn’t feel right I remember that is has plenty of times before, and of course it will again. And that makes it feel almost perfect right now.

I knew my girlfriend would be home in 15 minutes. I challenged myself to meditate with my eyes closed for those 15 minutes, stopping when she comes in. Discipline is something I’ve really been working on, so I set out to do this no matter how challenging.

After days of unbearable thirst and hunger I transcended the need for hydration and nutrition. Shortly after that, the energy that I used to perceive as myself left my body. This was a slow process and the energy lingered in my old room for quite some time, unable to travel far from its old vessel.

“I” spend the next few months watching the ol’ corporeal form wither away. Thankfully my spirit was no longer attached to earthly “smells”

Anyway, after a couple years I achieved ultimate freedom and now I can control blogs and stuff. Pretty cool I guess. Every now and then my essence will flow through over the earth in a way that forces me to see my girlfriend with her new husband and their children.

God-like powers but I still don’t know why she never came home that day.

Lol just kidding guys only the first part happened but then I stopped meditating to write this joke out.

Driving to the gym this morning, still dark. I don’t think this energy drink is technically doing anything yet, caffeine wise. I’m ecstatic. That’s the word right?

Metaphorically, I lean back a little and I melt into a pile of goo on the floor. My car crashes. Cause goo can’t drive.

The accident destroys my car and I spill out into the street flowing into sewers and sticking to people shoes and shit. My essence quickly enters water supplies, soil, food, everything.

I have been swallowed up by the generative whole. I’m trying to quote Marcus Aurelius I think.

I am become stuff, god of earth.

Once again.

Kinda half assed my workout though.

It’s only the big shit that matters. If it’s not a bag full it doesn’t really matter. Love you guys.

-Louie

The pain of the hangover mixed with the warm and fuzzy feeling of having had an amazing night with old friends. Bam!

Spontaneously enlightened. Ten minutes later I was so excited I started spreading the good news. Bam!

Spontaneously un-enlightened.

You’re not supposed to want to talk about it.

Oh well, enlightenment was so while it lasted and I’ll let it go. Bam!

Spontaneously enlightened again!

Today is Friday but it doesn’t feel much different to me. I have that “I thought it was Friday” feeling most days now. I like my job and I’m starting a company I’ve been dreaming up for over a year now. I’m finally living right, life is work and play and everything else all rolled into one. This just took some goals and strategizing.

Lived for a few years like everyday was Saturday. Party every day. Always had the next day to recover and do a little work. But I never did really did work or recover because the next day ended up being another Saturday. Unsustainable.

The bad times were a solid mix of Mondays and Sundays. I was either treading through work or nursing a hangover while dreading the next day of misery. At a low point, you can’t even appreciate the days between meaningless work and dreadful rest.

Most people live a pathetic mix of all the days, because that’s what the calendar suggests. That’s what makes sense if you just go along with it.

The dream of retirement, depending on the person and their current mood, is either a life of Saturdays or a life of Sundays. All partying or all solemn resting. Fuck your eternal weekend.

Work on Friday, sure, but you know you’re about to have a break. It’s easier to see the fun in your work. If you’re an eccentric yet ambitious maniac like myself, everyday should be Friday.

Its all the same thing. We are but the trillionth finger of god. It’s all work and play. I love this shit.

We imagined the days of the week and their functions. It’s Friday baby! Oh yeah!

Unloading the dish washer felt like a huge task. Procrastinating with YouTube I stumbled upon a video about a man living a simple life and being fully absorbed in every moment. Unloading the dish washer I realized once again that it was an easy task, and one I could even find joy in. Unloading the dishwasher is easy. But then I should load the dishwasher. And maybe that will be hard. After I load the dishes I should really do some paper work I’ve been putting off. Then I wanted to wind down for the day and maybe write a little. Three simple tasks followed by my end of day rituals made each simple task sound awful. Every single one was easy and even came with some joy.

Unloading the dishwasher is easy. Unless you’re concerned with the next tasks. Which are then also easy, unless you let them all combine into one big task in your mind.

Make a point of being fully absorbed in your next little mission. Just start on it and try to find the simple joy in working on one thing. When your mind drifts to the next things on your list, remind yourself that you will handle those things just as easily with a little patience and focus. Then let your focus naturally drift back to the task at hand.

Keep this simple thought in mind when you begin to worry about the future: “I’ll Handle It”

You will handle it.

I’ve heard so much hype about the cold plunge and have recently been taking cold showers but decided I wanted to take the plunge. The internet tells me that an ideal cold plunge temperature is around 50 degrees and that your average bathtub can get as cold as 50 degrees, so I did the obvious thing. After filling my bathtub as cold as it goes, I set up my red light device, set a two minute timer, and hopped in. I took a sharp breath in through my nose and then a longer, slower breath out my mouth. The general idea I found online is to make your exhale longer than your inhale. This promotes relaxation. I played around with multiple short inhales and some breath holding. I also dunked my head under after I a few breaths.

The cold bath was super intense at first but by the end of my two minute timer I was feeling the rush and enjoying it. It definitely gave me the brain boost that the internet suggests it does. I’ll certainly be doing more of this. If you have a bathtub, then go give this a shot.