Monday, 23 August 2010

The wind blows the leaves but it still has peace

This was a Rastafarian explaining a little of life to me. I am the
leaf as are you. The wind rocks us and the stillness is broken, but
eventually the leaf returns to peace.

The wisdom of the Rastafarians is becoming well evidenced. The hedonic
treadmill theory states the same thing. Good things and bad things
happen but their effects are transitory.
(http://dmschreiber.ucsd.edu/Teacher/SubstantiveTeachingAreas/CoursesTaught/Spring2008/192/Readings/Diener%202006.pdf)

The leaf returns to peace.

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We It comes in part from an appreciation that no one can truly sign their own work. Everything is many influences coming together to the one moment where a work exists. The other is a begrudging acceptance that my work was never my own. There is another consciousness or non-corporeal entity that helps and harms me in everything I do. I am not I because of this force or entity. I am "we"