Life Is Difficult

Everything is easy for a robot. Just follow the programming man! No thinking means no suffering.

Life Is Difficult for a human though. We can’t stop thinking. And those thoughts are at the root of all our pain.

But here’s a thing. If you know what you’re going to think next, you’re a god. And a better man than me. And if we don’t know what we’re going to think next, then perhaps it’s time to stop treating those unpredictable thoughts as though they matter. Matter in the sense that they change anything. In the sense that we should hang the way we feel, and who we are, upon every last one that emerges.

That also is difficult, of course. Because who am I if not my thoughts? And if I want to BE someone, surely I need to keep whirring those thoughts around, allow them to fester, play them on repeat, and treat them with very great seriousness. Otherwise I might disappear.

Who wants to disappear?

On the other hand, maybe the payoff might be worth it.












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