i want to put poetry here.
Robert Graves said that hate is but blight upon the grass of man.
learn to box.
the world can be bad.
happiness is intrinsic.
peace is everywhere, in everything.
shanti aum mutherfucker.
Calmer and more concentrated.
Energy, stability, self-confidence.
Intuition and feeling.
I want a drink. voluntary madness.
play the flute, sway at the hips.
shite spins you enough you can’t find youself.
i wanna dance again.
“when the clouds scatter, the sky is blue and the mountain scapes are celar.
returning to life in ch’an stillness, the full moon standing alone.”