The Day

Must have read it somewhere, that no one wakes up and decides that they are going to ruin their day. Every day starts with the best intentions. Then it all goes pear-shaped. Most of the time.

So never look at how many days have already gone since the time of birth, despite the fact that it's quite tempting to use online calculators that throw at you a horror-inspiring number.

What, so may thousands of days already behind me? That cannot be true. Denial is the first symptom of the disease calling flight of fantasy.  As it has been carefully and abundantly nourished by various stories, first by fairy tales and then by novels and movies, the disease is like a severe eye condition.

Wearing glasses can make it better only up to a point. Then an operation is needed. Then as luck would have it, some eyesight is regained, but never fully.




Ideally, we should be exposed to reality from a very early age, and then never go too far from it, the same way most people don't walk around drunk all the time.

As a remedy, practising the method of living in the 'here and now' only works after proper  training and a long period of self-discipline. Otherwise, it's just another flight to the wonderful world of the instantaneous, a very powerful mind-altering substance.

To the untrained mind, clarity of thought and direct connection to reality make up a frightening landscape. Being brave helps, life knocks help too to drive away the fear and bring in the joy of discovery.  Sorry, there are no sweeteners on this journey.






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