Looking at the other side

Life

Continuous noise—like the background noise in big cities—is unnatural.

In our fascinating adaptability, we got used to it, but we shouldn't.

We need daily moments of absolute silence to function properly. But these days, silence scare us. We obsessively fill any moment of boredom with something. And there is always some thing (to watch, to read, to look up, to say, to think).

Remaining silent is neither slacking nor idling. A quiet and silent mind remains unshaken by phenomena—pleasant or unpleasant—and is the source of unimaginable power.

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There are times in life when a wave of overwhelmness hits me. During those periods, I find it challenging to focus on everyday tasks. When it is clear I am in a downward spiral, I have to do something about it.

I'm in such a period at the moment.

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As shared before, the rule #1 for self-discipline is to get enough vitamin N.

So, I've been observing my decision-making process very closely for the last weeks and, not surprisingly, I have a serious vitamin D deficiency!

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Lately, the concept of fairness occupies my mind.

Although I dream of a fairer world where everyone treats each other fairly, perfect fairness is a utopia.

Nothing exists in perfect balance. “Increasing entropy is unavoidable” (Second Law of Thermodynamics), everything tends to chaos.

Since life goes in cycles, chaos doesn't last forever, either. When chaos recedes, calmness and stability follows suit.

Sometimes life's entropy peaks, and things get out of control. If you contemplate the dooming end, let it be. Let things burn and embrace the death of the past; resistance is futile.

Is a painful death fair? Life cycles are neither fair nor unfair.

If life has any meaning, it is because death exists. Life without death is meaningless, and a meaningless life is worthless.

Now I believe questions around fairness are meaningless (ergo, worthless) too.

Fair or not, when the time comes, let's burn together, beautifully.

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Today, during my lunch walk at the office, I suddenly recalled something my father used to constantly remind me many years ago.

As a kid, I had this habit of walking with my hands inside my jean's pockets. Each time my father saw that, he asked me to take them out. Then he used to said: “if you suddenly fall down, you won't be able to use your hands to avoid hitting the floor”, or something along those lines.

I don't know why I walked like that. Perhaps, somehow, it has a calming effect on me. Sure, he had a point, but his constant reminders were slightly annoying at the time.

Over the years, however, I have discovered different layers of meaning in his words.

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Every hour passing by, painfully slow.

My brain barely works, the heart pumping blood, fresh air flowing in and out my lungs.

Bad habits lurk from the shadows, waiting for my weakest moment to show up.

And every moment replaces the previous one, painfully slow.

Some days I do wonder if time could ever stop, but it never does.

All the dust will settle down. Experiences and places, smiles and tears, happiness and sorrow, everything is waning down, painfully slow.

And the feeling of being lost will fade away too. Because such is life, sometimes it changes fast, other times slow.

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As if there was a right amount of worrying (not too much, not too little?). Fundamentally, worrying about something is useless. However, mentioning its uselessness is useless as well because under certain circumstances we can't stop being worried.

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I am working on stopping talking shit.

It is clear that no real progress can be made if you don't control the shit inflow. Shit in, shit out, basically.

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She was a great practitioner, someone who devoted her life to help others.

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I find myself unable to participate in most of today's the online conversations. What's the future of Twitter? I don't understand all the fuss, no matter who is the owner, fundamentally, nothing will change. The fundamental societal issues remain the same.

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