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Feeling this more and more. As my mind thinks: “There is no substitute for excellence.” “Excellence is unnecessary.” They were both just true. https://t.co/9EC5CnzSr5
There is no substitute for excellence, or resources, or success at manipulating reality. Else I am parched, or starved, sometimes for time, or attention. Yet any “have to” is a lie. There is no have to. There is no must. https://t.co/qgpyVeF5Yt
All things I need do can reemerge from emptiness from this moment. All things can be rederived from that titular moment of seeing things as they are and seeing how other humans are walking operating with all this form and joining the stream myself. https://t.co/6g7qTCHT6k
what made life feel tolerable was death, because death was clearer seeing the neurotic screen of thought has created a filter on the mind through which little leaked a cocoon of form death dissolved away death kept windows cleaned it wiped, to let life that was alive through https://t.co/4JnhhreysH
The present isn’t some place to vacation when I need a break or calibration. It can be a home, that I have my back to. Like sun on my back, always present, radiating into me a warmth that pours out through my eyes into the scene of the world I see. https://t.co/gyvqklTgoo
Instead of being a world-wearied traveller come frmo the world trying to find this “mysterious present” and staying for a bit like a tourist and never staying. I didn’t want to be a tourist of the present. I wanted to build a home. https://t.co/OB0Tz8kAk5
I didn’t want to destroy the excellence. I wanted to destroy the “have to.” https://t.co/Ar7UN28lNp
I still wanted a place of excellence one could arrive to, because I am an artist. I did not need there to be only One, or the One. https://t.co/B7TMRo7UoE