Why I'm trying to go veg

 

Frank Ostaseski on impatience

I don't know about you, but I notice that my expectations have this certain righteousness about them. It's like I mix together in a bowl equal parts of attachment and arrogance, and it's a perfect recipe for a total breakdown in communications.

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Upaya Dharma talk here. 

Dialogue

ME: Man, my wedding ring is itching my finger.

HIM: Chuck it. Throw it in the Berkeley Marina.

Why did I not tell him to go fuck himself? Because I liked the attention. That's why.

Two years ago, the mean streets of Isla Vista

 

MacDowell memories from 11 years ago

 

Just written

Earlier you scream at your baby. Scream. You wish you don’t remember why, but you do: he spills milk all over himself. Deliberately. Smiling at you as he does it. You physically restrain yourself from attacking him, from tearing his beautiful ivory skin with your fingernails. The tears light his eyes like happiness. He won’t remember this. He’ll be fine. Your name won’t be all over his therapy bills. He won’t hate-speak you in high school, college, stoned with some girlfriend or boyfriend a sympathetic shadow at his elbow. Not at all.

Oasis, "Don't Look Back in Anger"

Slip inside the eye of your mind

Don't you know you might find

A better place to play
You said that you'd never been
But all the things that you've seen
Slowly fade away

So I start a revolution from my bed
'Cause you said the brains I had went to my head
Step outside, summertime's in bloom
Stand up beside the fireplace
Take that look from off your face
You ain't ever gonna burn my heart out

And so Sally can wait
She knows it's too late
As we're walking on by
Her soul slides away
But don't look back in anger
I heard you say

Take me to the place where you go
Where nobody knows
If it's night or day
But please don't put your life in the hands
Of a rock and roll band
Who'll throw it all away

I'm gonna start a revolution from my bed
'Cause you said the brains I had went to my head
Step outside 'cause summertime's in bloom
Stand up beside the fireplace
Take that look from off your face
'Cause you ain't ever gonna burn my heart out

And so Sally can wait
She knows it's too late
As she's walking on by
My soul slides away
But don't look back in anger
I heard you say

So Sally can wait
She knows it's too late
As we're walking on by
Her soul slides away
But don't look back in anger
I heard you say

So Sally can wait
She knows it's too late
As she's walking on by
My soul slides away
But don't look back in anger
Don't look back in anger
I heard you say
At least not today