Repose

eliminating the distraction of useless ego pastimes has taught me something useful: quiet. this silence eventually stills the mind, leading to Presence. all patterns in repetition thru routine, mostly on a mental level, eventually wear themselves out. kinda like a spinning top that finally slows down once its inertia diminishes.

the mental marathon is almost over.

there's no use in searching for items online which i don't even need. it serves no purpose for me to constantly check email 10x per hr (or Facebook for that matter). in short, all psychological hyper vigilance serves no purpose except supporting the ego structure's very existence.

i don't care about perfection anymore. the physical plane is a temporal crapshoot w/no guarantees or absolutes. there is, however, one area where i refuse to compromise: relationships. i know what i deserve & won't settle for anything less. period.

lasting impressions also slowly crept back in as a priority over time, until Lizzie's death reminded me of what truly matters: the present moment & those we share it with.

my process has been one of gradual elimination & release. in then end, i'm just a child standing in the woods listening to silence...being still.

that is all.