philosophy
[apr 10 2006, 23:10]
great... a pace-changing entry and right afterwards something so much like the early stuff. never mind...
i've often been asked how and why i'm always so calm. it's quite difficult to really get me up a tree (just inventing phrases here), hell, it's even difficult to get me near a tree at all.
people tend to look at me and wonder how i do it. they look at me and say 'be careful, one day he's going to blow and you don't want to be there when it happens'.
nobody in this whole fucking world has ever seen me blow. it happened once and i'm not proud of it – but it happened. and after it was over, i realized i didn't want it to happen again.
so, what do you do? when someone steps up to you and wants to make you pay for something that was entirely not your fault? when a whole day just gets worse and worse with every passing minute? when there's nothing? nothing else?
focus.
that's what i do. i try to sit down and focus. it's nothing fancy like meditation or zen or anything like that, it's all about focus. sit down if that helps, perhaps close your eyes, perhaps get into a comfortable position (although all that is completely optional) and focus on something good, on something so completely unlike right now. focus on that nice day, on that good feeling, on that happy emotion. and smile. then open your eyes again, perhaps breathe in and out deeply a few times.
and when times change – for you know they always sort of do –
focus.
take just a few seconds and treasure it. remember it. keep it and put it somewhere safe. sit down if that helps, perhaps close your eyes, perhaps get into a comfortable position and focus on this very moment. save it. for the bad times. and smile.
that's the entire reason why you see me sometimes sitting around staring into the blue while around me something's going on. it probably means that it's a really good or a really horrid moment right now and that i just need a few seconds, just a moment to deal with it.
that's the way it works for me. and, i think, i don't have any gastric ulcer yet so... i guess it's okay.
just... before you ask.
charon
i've often been asked how and why i'm always so calm. it's quite difficult to really get me up a tree (just inventing phrases here), hell, it's even difficult to get me near a tree at all.
people tend to look at me and wonder how i do it. they look at me and say 'be careful, one day he's going to blow and you don't want to be there when it happens'.
nobody in this whole fucking world has ever seen me blow. it happened once and i'm not proud of it – but it happened. and after it was over, i realized i didn't want it to happen again.
so, what do you do? when someone steps up to you and wants to make you pay for something that was entirely not your fault? when a whole day just gets worse and worse with every passing minute? when there's nothing? nothing else?
focus.
that's what i do. i try to sit down and focus. it's nothing fancy like meditation or zen or anything like that, it's all about focus. sit down if that helps, perhaps close your eyes, perhaps get into a comfortable position (although all that is completely optional) and focus on something good, on something so completely unlike right now. focus on that nice day, on that good feeling, on that happy emotion. and smile. then open your eyes again, perhaps breathe in and out deeply a few times.
and when times change – for you know they always sort of do –
focus.
take just a few seconds and treasure it. remember it. keep it and put it somewhere safe. sit down if that helps, perhaps close your eyes, perhaps get into a comfortable position and focus on this very moment. save it. for the bad times. and smile.
that's the entire reason why you see me sometimes sitting around staring into the blue while around me something's going on. it probably means that it's a really good or a really horrid moment right now and that i just need a few seconds, just a moment to deal with it.
that's the way it works for me. and, i think, i don't have any gastric ulcer yet so... i guess it's okay.
just... before you ask.
charon