All right, I get the hint...
Feb. 24th, 2002 10:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
deathpixieLife's doing one of those serendipity things to me again.
I'm listening - not watching, since I'm facing the wrong way on the couch so the modem cable reaches the the phone jack - a show on the ABC called Compass. Traditionally it's one of those Sunday night religious type programs, but it covers not just Christianity but a whole gamut of religious and philosophical topics. Over the past few weeks they've been running a series called "A Guide To Happiness". It's been rather enlightening, a look at various philophers and their insights into happiness. Tonight is Neitzsche, and there's a lot of talk about suffering as important to happiness. Summed up? You can't be happy unless you know hardship, because true happiness requires effort and pain to give it meaning. "That which does not kill me, makes me strong", is one of his. Not everything that makes us suffer is bad, because of the good that comes of it. Like the pain you feel climbing a mountain, for the reward of the view from the top, or the effort a ballerina makes to dance.
Or something like that.
Not unlike the Bhuddist principles Gerg has been teaching me, and that I've been reading up on. And it strikes a chord, and I know I've been foolish, moping over things this weekend, but...
...enough, already!
My life is ruled by coincidence, or fate, or serendipity or Murphy, whatever you want to call it. And it pisses me right off, because I'm a happy little control freak, and if I have no control over this stuff, what do I have control over?
Which sends me back in a neat little circle about the philosophy of happiness and how life will always contain a certain amount of difficulty, because that's the way it is.
So, no pain, no gain. Enough throwing my little hissy fits over having to be the one that calls and blokes who have lives of their own and are too busy to drop everything and give me nookie. Enough 'nobody loves me, everyone hates me, think I'll eat some worms". No more melodramatic statements about how hard done by I am (when I'm not, in the scheme of things) and just getting on with it. Five months isn't that far away and even if it wasn't, all of my whining wouldn't alter that. My friends have their own lives, and it isn't their purpose in life to validate my existence.
***
I spent the evening re-reading "Reality Strikes", which I have nicely compiled and edited on my Book. (Aside,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kielle, do you want this? It'll be a few emails' worth, considering your computer hates my text files). Damn that was a fun RR. Played around with an opening post for the next one, which I'll mail to Dex when I'm done. It's his baby, after all, and while I know what he wants to do, I'll let him drive. ;) It's improved my mood no end, and I'd love to get the opportunity to relive my college days again. ;)
My CBFFA segment is pretty much done - some tweaking involved to cover a gap I've discovered, but nothing major. Even got the slots to insert the winner into. And it has the traditional Rossi Fanfic Moral. ;)
Sleep time. Catch you later.
I'm listening - not watching, since I'm facing the wrong way on the couch so the modem cable reaches the the phone jack - a show on the ABC called Compass. Traditionally it's one of those Sunday night religious type programs, but it covers not just Christianity but a whole gamut of religious and philosophical topics. Over the past few weeks they've been running a series called "A Guide To Happiness". It's been rather enlightening, a look at various philophers and their insights into happiness. Tonight is Neitzsche, and there's a lot of talk about suffering as important to happiness. Summed up? You can't be happy unless you know hardship, because true happiness requires effort and pain to give it meaning. "That which does not kill me, makes me strong", is one of his. Not everything that makes us suffer is bad, because of the good that comes of it. Like the pain you feel climbing a mountain, for the reward of the view from the top, or the effort a ballerina makes to dance.
Or something like that.
Not unlike the Bhuddist principles Gerg has been teaching me, and that I've been reading up on. And it strikes a chord, and I know I've been foolish, moping over things this weekend, but...
...enough, already!
My life is ruled by coincidence, or fate, or serendipity or Murphy, whatever you want to call it. And it pisses me right off, because I'm a happy little control freak, and if I have no control over this stuff, what do I have control over?
Which sends me back in a neat little circle about the philosophy of happiness and how life will always contain a certain amount of difficulty, because that's the way it is.
So, no pain, no gain. Enough throwing my little hissy fits over having to be the one that calls and blokes who have lives of their own and are too busy to drop everything and give me nookie. Enough 'nobody loves me, everyone hates me, think I'll eat some worms". No more melodramatic statements about how hard done by I am (when I'm not, in the scheme of things) and just getting on with it. Five months isn't that far away and even if it wasn't, all of my whining wouldn't alter that. My friends have their own lives, and it isn't their purpose in life to validate my existence.
***
I spent the evening re-reading "Reality Strikes", which I have nicely compiled and edited on my Book. (Aside,
kielle, do you want this? It'll be a few emails' worth, considering your computer hates my text files). Damn that was a fun RR. Played around with an opening post for the next one, which I'll mail to Dex when I'm done. It's his baby, after all, and while I know what he wants to do, I'll let him drive. ;) It's improved my mood no end, and I'd love to get the opportunity to relive my college days again. ;)My CBFFA segment is pretty much done - some tweaking involved to cover a gap I've discovered, but nothing major. Even got the slots to insert the winner into. And it has the traditional Rossi Fanfic Moral. ;)
Sleep time. Catch you later.
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Date: 2002-02-24 10:27 pm (UTC)