Hello,
Let’s discuss the topic of doubt.
It’s a convoluted pain we all experience every day of our lives. A slow tumbling of subjective, subliminal neuroticisms that charge headfirst into everything we wish for them not to.
Jaded, are we?
Of course! Have you never seen color fade from polish into absolute repulsion? The same occurs in our minds through doubt.
But the truth is, I don’t want to talk about doubt anymore. I do hope though, that whoever reads this was prepared for a deep analysis of my thoughts on said topic though. I got you. I have been feeling rather uninspired to write as of late. It’s lost the sparkle that it once held. All of the writings on this site have served as my diary, which I chose to make public. It’s been relieving at times, and a pain at others. My heart belongs to paint, not letters assembled into tasteful delicacies for the mind. Yet here I am writing again. I don’t wanna do this, but I know I need to for the sake of my state of mind. As Seneca says himself, “A man of great repose must be capable of taking action, and he who is active must take things easy.” And I have been taking things easy. I realize that about myself, so here is my retort to actions’ beckoning. You wanna know my thoughts? I’m fulfilled, yet empty simultaneously. That’s right. I have a good job, money, love, friends, and family. But that damn yearning for more screams deep within my soul.
I’m kidding, I’m so fucking happy LOL. That was just a quick stab at past dwellers in the life of Dan. I’ve been operating strictly within the realm of action, and I must say, it has been paying its due dividends. Learning to collect action with ease has been the greatest thing I’ve learned up to this point in my life. It was absolute madness, the way my brain used to operate. I truly was plagued with crippling doubts. And now life has opened up to me, with all of her voluptuous temptations and splendors. She has a funny way of training you to follow the path most trodden. But who told you training is the best action to get the job done?
I’ll tell you. No one.
Funny how we allow ourselves to be trained like dogs every day. Trained to love certain traits, certain people, certain behaviors. What a shame it is that I allowed myself to be burdened by such a simple concept for so long. High be the price to those who never see conditioning for what it is. Train for a job, get fired. Train for a fight, lose. Train for life, die.
But live for progress, proceed. Live for success, succeed. And continue for life, live.
This is a new Dan and a new life for him. You don’t have to die to live. And you don’t have to live to die.
As a good friend of mine says, “You would have lived if only you weren’t afraid to die.”
I love you all.
Choose life.
Sincerely,
The New Dan
