Monday, July 12, 2010


One of the long time hallmarks of my blog has been the occasional good spirited, well-balanced, thoughtful compassionate rant regarding the complexity of human incarnation.

Lately, I just haven't had it in me. I thought it might have been the heart problem, mortality shoving itself into your sphere can make you a different person. I thought it might be getting rid of the demons and their various symbols from my home and hearth, and having the cleaner atmosphere not influencing me to hate other people quite so much. I thought it might be the Eighth Sphere Work I was doing, that somehow managed to clean me out and fix some misanthropic points of view.

I don't know which, if any, of those things it was. I just don't feel like laying into people anymore. People are still stupid chunks of talking dirt most of their allegedly "waking" hours, but I just don't care anymore. It doesn't bother me the way it used to.

Little bothers me the way it used to, in fact. I still argue with people, but more out of habit than anything else. I don't know what else to do. I know I'm not going to change anyone's mind, and I don't feel compelled to even try at this point. I provide information, people will use it, or not.

Whatever it was that happened, I just don't feel quite as entitled to rage as I used to.

But knowing existence the way I do, I'll quote the sage in closing...

This too shall pass.