This all reminds me of the line of thinking I was first introduced to via the Donald Marshall vrill story. Not entirely sure I buy it, it it certainly !akes an interesting read.
"Not ready to drink the koolaid, but not goin to dismiss it either" (or something along those lines, stuck out in that read)
When questions are essoteric, it's foolish to expect answers to be easily digestible. I accept this.
I havent made !y way all the way through what you have provided, but I'll get back to it after I go et some work done in the cool AM. Feels like fiction, but enjoyable fiction that's flirting around the edges of the real.
Any time essenes come into the discussion, my ears perked right up, every time I am told I must go vegetarian, they settle right back down.
As a chain-smoking soda drinking fan of bacon and such, at certain points within the airy-fairy how to universal I simply balk.
Should I cease? No doubt. Can I? Maybe. Will I? Probably not. Hard enough to keep dirty lustful thoughts out of my head.
if my destructive tendencies only manifest as self destruction, I have learned to consider that a small win. I am well aware how easy it is to rightly point out that first do no harm also should be self applied.
I !ay not ever find my way clear of certain things, but wonder if half !easures as a beginning are worth persuit. Longest fast I have managed was two days, involuntary. Part of my history includes starvation level poverty(lost thirty pounds in two months) and quite frankly I still seem to act like every calorie is life in the bank even years removed from that threat.
The PH stuff seems very reasonable and approachable, and I am inclined to start there. Hopefully by the time I finish reading what you provided, more achievable steps will reveal themselves.
I feel the love here every time. Best pep talks ever. The downside to unenumbered optimism, is when disappoint hits it hits hard, so hard you wonder why the hell you ever bother being positive to begin with. Surely everyone is laughing at the spectacular failure type shit.
But as I sit hear still typing instead of getting outside as I should this parting thought occurs to me:
If I passed a gravestone that was enscribed with the words " Big dreams, spectacular failures, and always a kindness to share"
My first thought wouldn't be a negative one.
That right there would be a win, and it wouldn't take single handedly Savin the world neither. If it never gets set in stone so what, isn't any less true.
New goal, new definition of success right there. Bam.
Always have a kindness to spare.
I like how it isn't over complicated.
I have to get out there before it gets sweltering.
Do my best thinking shovel to ground anyway, for sure I'll be pondering this all.