This morning I woke at 4:30 and got up before five. Did some stretching and ate and then sat down to do some reading before hitting the shower and coming to work. A perfect morning for me.
Along the way, I was thinking that I need to get control over myself: eating, attitude, the ability of the environment to affect me, etc. and then Anti talks about the same thing today. Strange isn't it: a 22 year old stoner Buddha should have so much to say to me.
Anyway, the clouds at this time are luminous, weighted, expanding the sky, making the sky a balloon that just gets bigger and bigger. Seen from the bottom of this well (my life), the sky the sky the sky consumes the universe, does no harm, is beyond what is, is itself. The sky the sky the sky.
And last night, I worked with my hands for awhile and felt better, something accomplished, which didn't happen yesterday during the time I got paid to make something happen. Today will be a different day. I can tell already.
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