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It's funny, the structure we manifest sometimes. How do we choose where to lay the foundation? Where to erect the master beam? Vaulted or cathedral ceilings? How do we decide? It's surely not conscious. I am convinced, the process is of the most subtle and animal of nature.Our heart beats on it's own. Our lungs feed us air, in and out. And most of the time, thought isn't required to motivate our large intestine to suck the nutrients out of the food that we eat. It's much the same thing.
Adaptation to our environment. That's what us humans have, more than any other animal. Wherever we choose to go, we go, whatever we choose to do, we do, and in air-conditioned comfort.
It occurred to me today, and yesterday, and last week, that I am happy. And what reason do I have to be? I'm without a steady job, without a place of my own, and damn near broke. Previous metrics of happiness are now apparently defunct. My latest kick is thrilling in knowing I'm evolving and adapting. And growing into something great.
I can feel it. Continue Reading…
Posted by Administrator on Jul 05, 2002