Friday, January 30, 2009

Potential

Potential is as elusive as environment is variable.

The scope of the first constrains the scope of the second.

Reduce the scope of potential to the point of realization.

Realization naturally increases the scope of potential.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Adaptation

I must not stress.
Stress is the mind-killer.
Stress is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my stress.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the stress has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.

Adapted from The Bene Gesserit Littainy against Fear.

Stress

I intended to write something about stress and how after getting laid off I'm realizing how much I was working under for the last few years. I feel different. Pain felt so long you forget and add it into the normal pile. I'm sorting through those piles now, I have some time. I feel more myself without the crazy stress level. The pressure and drama, sick reinforcement cycles. Serves only our pay masters, never ourselves. Makes me a better tool\weapon. I'm refitting the factory of self for a new improved model. Time will tell but with the receding stress idealism has some room to stretch its arms and legs and walk around a bit.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Words to myself: Late Jan.

Challenges have changed, but not purposes. I have to shift and bend, adapt. Change is work. I have some work to do. I have some adapting to accomplish.

My rhythm will reestablish itself when I've adapted. I will begin writing again, when enough work has been done. Thoughts will reestablish enough to communicate. This is a meantime. The meantime is a threat to purpose, the way can be lost to the rigid. I must bend and continue. The need to change can not be rejected. New personalities must be allowed to form and ascend. I look forward to the other side.

Wednesday, January 07, 2009

"In the beginning of a change the patriot is a scarce man, and brave, and hated and scorned. When his cause succeeds, the timid join him, for then it costs nothing to be a patriot. "

Mark Twain Notebook, 1904