It was a hot evening in Manhattan yesterday. I was on a boat in the Hudson river talking to someone I’ve never met before. I mentioned to her in passing that as of January I’ve picked up an intense interest in guitar, and since then have learned a number of songs that I can play and sing. She told me that she also, coincidentally, plays guitar and asked what songs I’ve been working on.
We laughed at the fact that we both knew “Hands Down” by Dashboard Confessional and naturally proceeded to commiserate about failed relationships passed.
What I’ve come to find is that a result of intense sadness or depression experienced is a surge of equally intense creativity. I think without sadness, depression, and dissatisfaction at the state of things, we would never experience the true nature of the arts.
one day of my life where I wake up late, and before even getting out of bed, I’ll stuff my face with gummy bears and light up a cigarette. Paradise at its most immediate and finest.
Positive correlation between wealth (financial & social) and detachment from reality. Obviously a generalization w/ exceptions, but something to think about. As my economics professor used to say, “bible sales always increase during a recession.”
Not implying that purchasing a bible = reattachment with reality, but implying that collective consciousness shifts towards more towards metaphysical thought processes as living conditions worsen.
Check this out – Religiosity Highest in World’s Poorest Nations:
I’m coming to find New York is flooded with folks in their later years still strongly interested in promiscuity, money, and power. I would honestly much rather prefer simpler living. I visited Wisconsin for an extended weekend and spent an hour hiking alone in the forest. It was absolutely incredible. That level of isolation and serenity is not possible anywhere in Manhattan. It was much more real than anything I’ve experienced in NYC.
A friend from DC who visited may have put it best, “Living in NYC is fun, but I can’t imagine it being healthy in any way shape or form.” Kinda makes sense to me.
Finished a book entitled The Greatest Salesman in the World. I found the prose to be mad lame, but extracted a couple points from it I found worth remembering.
1) Everything runs in cycles, as nature has it cycles, so do humans. Our cycles involve our habits. In order to kill a bad habit, you must replace it with a good habit. We must implement good habits and become a slave to them. This requires discipline. I’m making a concerted effort to identify my bad habits and replace them with good ones. As funny as it sounds, this means I’m also making my bed every morning.
2) With any accumulation of wealth, you should make it a personal value to donate X% of it to charity consistently.