Who am I? Am I a soul inside a body or am I a body that has a soul? What the fuck. Finding your self can’t be that difficult, can it. I need to know who I am! Wait. Why do I need to know it? When did I start to ask this question and who gave it to me? Is there some divine thing that has cruelly decided to torture me with incomprehensibly complex mazes? If there is a god, wouldn’t he want life for me to be simple enough to be able to live?
I’m slowly getting tired of debunking nonsense. No, it’s not your fault, you didn’t ask for it; it’s just me growing up. Three months ago I was obsessed with all kinds of seemingly deep questions. I thought that if I answer them all, I’ll find peace. Figures that they weren’t even relevant and merely a procrastination of pursuing my goals.
To find my self, to know who I am. One of those questions.
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Sometimes I think, there’s gotta be something out there. Yeah, me too. Really? Let’s kiss.
Sometimes I think, there’s gotta be something out there. I don’t understand. Oh, you will, some day.
But maybe it’s not even something to be found out there. Maybe you have to go deep inside yourself to find it.
Or you are just bat-shit crazy.
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This is all about a decision. Have you ever wondered why you can’t lose fat? Why you can’t do X? Why you had to fight and lose against the insatiable urge to sabotage yourself? Ever wondered why you can’t focus during emotional stress?
Fair enough, maybe you haven’t. But this isn’t your story.
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