Let the drummer kick
My dog tags list “Jedi” as my official religion – for burial purposes I suppose.
Religion, spirituality, theoretical physics; touchy subjects all. For most people at any rate.
I often wonder if any of my unanswered, perhaps unanswerable, questions will ever be answered adequately enough that I won’t need to wonder about them.
Sometimes I wish that I could turn my mind off. Just let what will be, be.
As yet, I’ve had no luck with that particular existential problem.
Is it deterministic to believe that people really can choose their path? How much choice are we really given in our lives?
Always I come back to perception. Our lives and our perception of them. How much it truly colors our existence.
I’ve been on such a downer lately, which is very unlike me and I’m completely unable to find the cause of it.
Frustration, nightmares, stress…a Jedi craves not these things.
❤
curro ergo sum 
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