Monday, June 14, 2010

Pretend Zen, Counterfit Zen

What I really love
is someone telling me
that I can just make myself
feel happy.

First of all, I wouldn't want that;
I mean, who the fuck
actually would, ignorantly
assuming that it's
possible,
preferential,
or even perfect
to be happy?

I don't know that
we're here to be happy
so much as to live
and figure out
what we can get
out of that.

It isn't about
happiness, however
you define it.

I like Zen as much
as the next guy, but
I'm not about to
rectify everything
to reach that state.

It's a fun one to visit,
but an awfully dull one
to live in.

I mean seriously,
who would really want
to believe that they
can be at peace with the world,
when the world is never going
to be at peace with itself.

Are you really going to say
that it's okay to be okay
about everything?

That's some pretty shitty philosophy.

We are, and so we react,
that's my law of physics.

We're all a part of the animal kingdom.

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