Money makes the world go round; yet, the love of money is the root of all evil.
‘Tis better to be feared than loved; yet, love conquers all.
The Romans loved their games. When the Senate wanted to mollify the masses, the floor of the Colosseum was soaked by more gladiator blood than usual, to distract the mob from their troubles. By the way, how about those Yankees?
Life explained in a nutshell: Kim Kardashian. An important person. Republicans. Good, down to earth folk anybody would be lucky enough to drink a beer with. Democrats. Fucking liberal faggot loving scum. Fox News. It’s the news.
Murder. Rape. Murder. Rape. Cat up a tree. Murder. Rape. Murder. The weather. Sports. Think about it. This is your local media news all day everyday in the good old USA. The local news is important. Now. Did I miss something?
Remember, blowhard, use your indoor voice indoors.
Shut up. Notice your thoughts as they cross the screen of your mind’s eye. Do not judge. Be impartial. Let them come and go, from nothingness to nothingness. Notice the miracle of your own breath. Know that with breath there is hope. Let go of the future. Let go of the past. Be at peace. Live now, because this moment is all we really have. Carpe diem. Seize the day.
Love. A life without love is empty. It is better to be a poor happy man who is loved and cherishes his life than to be the lone miser who counts his piles of pennies. Cash is cold comfort. You cannot take it with you when you go.
Think for yourself. If you can think for yourself my words are probably merely a reminder of your way of being. If you cannot, you probably don’t realize it anyway.
You are not alone. If you feel lonely, realize that no one is truly alone, we are all connected to each other by an invisible web of energy and we give each other’s lives meaning as we interact. Ubuntu, baby.
The essence of Brahma is creation, of Shiva, destruction. They are inseparable. One cannot exist without the other.
Good cannot be good without the existence of evil. There must be a choice we have to make, or we would be as sentient as plants, growing towards the sun, without rhyme nor reason.
Each of our lives can be likened to a kind of music. There is a beginning, a middle, and an end to each of our pieces. Some people live a rock song. Others Jazz. Yet others, symphonies. Some play badly. Others are virtuosos. Because our lives run the length of years, oftentimes we hit a sour note and hope we can cover it up quickly and hope nobody notices. Some people diligently study, practice, and conform to their sheet music. Others loosely improvise their melodic structures. There are many popular songs on the radio, yet in one hundred years from now, they will mostly be listening to the songs of the age. Much of our music, although timeless, will have been buried by time, waiting for the curious to listen and enjoy the zeitgeist of our age, once again.
There is a reason that when you take an “O” away from good, you have God. There is a reason son and sun are tied in our theology. Amen.
Most of what is important in life is simple. Only a little bit is simply complicated. Don’t waste your time sweating the small stuff. Be wise, prioritize.
Use the brute’s mind against him by telling him you hate what he hates. He will confuse you for his friend.
I hate the word politics because it is derived from the Latin poly meaning many and tics meaning bloodsuckers. The word was coined in the Roman Senate and yet it holds as much truth now as it did then.
William Jiang, MLS is the Author of 63 books, including the bestselling books Guide to Natural Mental Health , 3rd ed and his critically-acclaimed autobiography A Schizophrenic Will: A Story of Madness, A Story of Hope. You can see a selection of his books about mental and physical health nicely laid out on his blog at http://www.mentalhealthbooks.net or check out his Facebook at Mental Health Books.NET