These days are simple. There is the job which is becoming less self-induced stress. Letting go of the feeling with it that i am never doing enough. I have once again began taking enjoyment from doing the job, taking the time to do it right.
These days are simple. My interactions are very limited. Mostly to Zeliha and the occasional speaking to a neighbor.
These days are simple. My activity is mainly riding the bike to the beach. Getting some sun, swimming in the surf, meditation in the sand and a ride back home. Yet in these simple days, with the enjoyment, i had fixated mostly on the noise around and what my neighbors are breaking in the HOA rules and letting myself be programmed by media in the form of violent movies and pitiful comedies.
So, in these simple days i have begun changing those things. More yoga, more meditation more letting go… and of the things i can’t, working toward a resolution to an ending of them.
But mostly the beach has been the best. It makes perspective arrive when i dive into the waters of the Pacific and in that i realize that in all my time travel and evolution, thinking of the understanding i had of altering the world as i saw fit and staying the course of how i want the world to be and it shall be… i began to have a sea of thought that entered in… it is not so much i is that it is simply these things are present because i have touched the cosmological consciousness and simply now see them not that i, vainly, and/did/will bring it about. I am simply touching the void and am able to see the direction it is (a direction) it is trying out or in the process of moving in… yet there i was again…
Vanity, all is vanity. When i find or thought i had done well to get rid of it, i find i was swimming in the depth of it still.