Feeling as if the soul has separated from the body due to too much thinking and analyzing which only brings the soul deeper into the black hole,trying endlessly to fill it up with meaningless self indulgence that works for a little while until realizing that it is only a few tricks up one’s sleeve,hoping that somehow the magical tricks turns into a miracle,which is impossible ... maybe consistency is the key,but what differs consistency and routine ? Routines makes us all see the future more clearly,because its all about endless repetition,now it is clear that certain repetition is boring,so where does consistency lies ? Is consistency about ignoring your own obstacles,such as feeling dead bored ? Why bored in the first place ? Or maybe it is fear ? Why being so scared ? Could it be the self doubt ? Hesitating in the sake of perfection really does a lot of damage by making us all cornered in that tiny defensive box of ours,it might be a safe place,but it’s not,because it is only self abandonement in its most delicate way…safety and security are only for pussies…so I better look forward and act…Thoughts are complicated,but actions should be simple…
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