I Sit On An Omar Khayyam Rock

You have to be in a certain mood to accept bad recitations of poetry.

Solipsism: Extreme preoccupation with and indulgence of one’s feelings, desires, opinions, etc.

I still do not know what I want this blog to be. I do know I avoid solipsistic posts.

When I’m sick I indulge in long hot baths. They help break my fever and decongest. Or so I believe.

I see Zen and The Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, two-thirds read, on the shelf. It is the only book I am willing to steam.

Am I in the right frame of mind? Or am I in the right part of the book? I don’t look for an answer. I read on wishing I had grabbed a pencil.

Energy, enthusiasm, gumption. Ego depletion is in the news (for those that follow these things). Attempts to reproduce the results proving the theory are failing. I claim to be unsurprised – they’re over thinking it – you work, you get tired, you rest and you’re ready for another go round.

Pirsig has pages on energy drainers. These are every day things. No tests required, I’ve experienced them.

There is the re-do. You finish, only to realize it’s all wrong and you have to go back to the beginning.

There is the search for the once-in-a-blue-moon problem, knowing it takes a lot of attempts to find the problem.  Correlation does not equal causation but they are the only clues you have.

There is the frustration of the parts trap, of ego traps, and of impatience.

Motorcycle maintenance as a metaphor with a little explicit Zen. I see the book’s title in the text. I’m in the right part of the book.

Or maybe I’m in the right frame of mind to see it.

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2 thoughts on “I Sit On An Omar Khayyam Rock”

  1. Ah the solipsism thing. If there’s a way for one to get in touch with one’s feelings, to figure things out, without being solipsistic, order me one of those. That About page can be the hardest thing, I don’t like it. I understand why it’s there, and its importance, but it’s too confronting. Better to meander I think and you’ll come out the other side of the forest somewhere you imagined, but not exactly how, and likely different, but closer to who you really are. I should write fortune cookie prophesies, my comments carry about as much weight.

    1. In my not so humble opinion, “extreme” and “indulgence” are the two words of the definition that make a difference. I could go on, but that would be a little too self-indulgent.

      Not enough ambiguity in your comments to make it as fortune cookie material. You could blame it all on having read too much Thoreau and living next to a pond. Regardless, that line is post worthy (again, in my not so humble opinion).

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