Happy Birhday, Whatever and Everything

Yesterday was this blog’s first birthday. It’s one year old. 1/21st of my life has been documented as (almost) daily entries on this blog. I back it up, don’t worry.

I was at a friend’s house late at night and there wasn’t much to do, so i was flicking through the channels and came accross one of the only good programs on TV, The Wedge, on MuchMusic. This music video was playing, and I fell in love with it. I watched the whole video to catch the artist, CocoRosie and the song was Noah’s Ark. Anyway, right now, I’m all about this song. Listening to it on repeat.

Downloaded Noam Chomsky’s audiobook for his recent novel Hegemony or Survival. I really appreciate people who appreciate things like this. It’s really intriguing. Is it wrong of me that I like to think and fill my brain with knowledge? Why is that such a rare quality in so many of the people in my life. Seems like most people are just on autopilot, doing whatever it is they are addicted to, feel destined to do, feel obligated to do or otherwise unconciously attend to. I think the most attractive quality in a person is their interest in bolstering their knowledge, gaining wisdom, striving for spiritual enlightenment and physical health. Interestingly, those are the things that matter most to me, as an individual. I remember that it was not always this way with me. Once, what I found attractive was the chick that put out, the person that brought me noteriety, the person that had the dope, the one that satisfied my primitive desires. I’m thankful that today I have the peace of mind to be a better person, not to anyone else, and not for anyone else, but for the spurpose of sustaining my peace of mind.

I have nothing to worry about, because problems are all fiction.
My brain is the manufacturer of problems.
Outside of the contraints of my mind, there are no concrete problems or diffictulties.
There is no time. Time is an illusion of the mind, which itself is a slave to time.
My essence, my being is autonomous of time, problems and pain, all of which are only illusory effects produced by my mind.
Me, when I refer to me, myself, I, is my being, me essence. I am not my thoughts.
Stripped of the bondage of my thoughts, my mind, i am peaceful, serene and always content.
I feel on the verge of a shift in my perception. And i have no anxiety.