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Record today.
The silly strange splendid way.
Rise with indifference to the objective sphere where every memory is temporary erasing anxious worry and hasty hurry. Descend with care to wear your subjective self embroiled with the bitter sweet affairs of human toil built upon this earthly soil. Ride the waves of joy when they swell with happiness and dwell in the depths of their sadness. Let anger speed your pace in casual grace and fear lessen your cheer as you slowly become aware of life’s serious mercy that is ever more severe. Spread your wings and shed your shell. Say oh well to the guilt of roles forged in hell. Betray not yourself. Nor miss a fleeting moment to cherish every ounce of flesh you stake as claim to your bodily home. It’s not easy being free, it takes risk and time and bravery, but it’s worth the journey. Steady your pace. It will find you. Liberally live your life and nothing else will distract you from being ever more sincerely you. Build your foundation on love letting hope feed your faith and every face you see will be of grace giving chase. Confidence is faith and trust is innocence. Mercy is grace and humility is wisdom. Understanding is obedience and guidance is agency. Direction is protection and selection is selfless. Let your fearful shadow force you into the light. Momentum moves mysteriously. Momentary missions matter. Moments map minds. Make more movements. Marry modest methods. The room for child’s play is open every day. Know what you want. Do what you decide. Put everything else aside. Know what’s not yours. Tend to your own garden. Beg no ones pardon. If it doesn’t belong to you, don’t touch it. If it’s in your care, care for it well. If you make a mistake, forgive yourself immediately. I am always exactly where I am supposed to be. I am always doing exactly what I am supposed to be doing. Be yourself. Don’t worry you’re not doing anything wrong. You felt guilt for betraying yourself not for failing to fulfill the roles assigned to you. Scale belief. Dandruff? You question to much. I am addicted to your pain. What was Highschool like for you?