i woke up happy
there was no reason for it - when you wake up happy you take it, and don’t ask questions
how many answers do you really want to hear?
but when it happened a second time i realised i had created my own personal definition of success
when it happened a third time i realised i had kept my life simple, done my best to minimise my lifestyle - things were clear
when it happened a forth time i realised i keep everything in my life in perspective, and within priority - nothing really means anything other than matters of the heart, soul, and the deeper mind - i have a bad day, yet i walk outside and feel the cold melbourne air on my face, and soon hear mystic tunes of psychedelia that draw me to my loved ones - and it is the deep thoughts of those people, and the time shared with them, that help dissipate bad vibes into beautiful drizzly thick grey fog, that i walk straight through
when it happened a fifth time i realised i no longer want to change anyone’s mind - i’d sit amongst arguments and feel like i’m sinking into a heated bean-bag - i state my opinion, when i feel informed enough to do so - but im comfortable enough to change it if logic poked her/his head and winked, suggesting more - arguments aren’t competitions to be won - but if they were, i’d want to lose - i’d welcome it
when it happened a sixth time i realised i keep an open mind to everything all the time - my opinions are really flexible, because i want to keep learning and improve my thinking - i realised everyone is entitled to their opinion, but not all opinions are right, correct or good - having an opinion and changing is something substantial
when it happened a seventh time i realised i take comfort in my own company - i leant the difference between alone and lonely - i snubbed the social stigma of eating-solo and drinking-solo and cinema-going-solo - travelling solo - alone with my thoughts, alone with myself - allowing my mind to wander with no guidance or influence - losing myself with the opinion that one can never truly find themselves - and that’s infinite, and good for the soul
when it happened an eighth time i realised i rely on wild-natural-surroundings to charge my soul, and give me energy and inspiration - the world as it is, was, should and will be - seeing the oceans constant never-ending ebb and flow - seeing leafs fall - the moon shine - the rain come - the earth was it has been for millions of years, right before your eyes - true peace be
when it happened a ninth time i realised i don’t really care about anything
when it happened a tenth time i realised i need to write to keep myself happy - creative at least - do something that represents something, explores and/or discovers something new from within - do something that keeps me insane and something that keeps me abnormal - something that keeps me high from the drag of normality, the dry obvious-trends, the sickening pathetic-buzz-words and the sad-popular-coolness - nerds are cool these days, but im a fucking weirdo
when it happened an eleventh time i realised i need to keep reading books, and stockpile a collection of books so i always have something to read - my current collection of books to be read is almost 150cm high
when it happened a twelfth time i realised i look to the stars every chance i get - the absolute infinite - true existence - are we alone?… and therefore are we the universe’s biggest (and only) mistake? - man oh man - looking to the stars will never get old - it will never hurt, always benefit you - we are nothing but natural beings on a relatively insignificant yet beautiful planet, only in existence for the amount of time it takes to forget what you did three weeks ago
when it happened a thirteenth time i realised i contemplate death all the time - a fear of death is no reason to live life - knowing my consciousness will one day be gone, inspires me to think as much as i can, and to think properly - knowing my body will one day be shot dead by drunk police officers, motivates me to move and explore and run and walk and dance - i will experience what it feels like to die, just as you will, and just as everyone will - and death is holy and i place it on a pedestal it as a 34 year old - along with birth and love, death is the ultimate human experience
when it happened a fourteenth time i heard two simple words - whatever works - they came to me in a forgotten woody allen movie by the same name - larry david plays the main character - but those two words and the sentiment of the movie taught me to focus on whatever makes me happy, and do it - whatever works: no matter how socially unacceptable, no matter how common or uncommon, no matter how cool or uncool - do what makes you happy, and never feel the need to apologise for it or explain it - so i listen to music, fall in love, i run 40km+ a week, i have a daughter, i read, i write, i drink beers, i travel the world, i nap, i wander, i dig it all deep down
when it happened a fifteenth time i realised music is a natural drug that can help you live life, and keep you high. I love psychedelic music.
when it happened a sixteenth time i realised i’m lucky - very lucky, and if you’re reading this, you probably are too - with over 6 billion people in the world, the odds suggest we should’ve been born into a pile of shit - i’ve seen families living on traffic islands - stop and think about that - raising a family on a traffic island...
im so lucky to have a great group of family and friends who dig and come close to understanding me - on top of that, im undeservingly lucky to have lady-elle and zed ring-a-ring-a-roseying around me, and my stupid little life
im so lucky to have a great group of family and friends who dig and come close to understanding me - on top of that, im undeservingly lucky to have lady-elle and zed ring-a-ring-a-roseying around me, and my stupid little life
and we all fall down
