I Declare...
“It is the confession, not the priest, that gives us absolution”
I haven't really been racking my brain or anything quite so tawdry when it comes to the last post I will make this year. But I have questioned a way to exit this 2010 with hopes of a delightful 2011 in mind. I figured I would divulge one of the most important lessons I learned this year. Take it or leave it.
Here's What I Learned About Myself:
I'm a Liar. In fact, those of you out there most likely to express how you never tell a fib are most likely the biggest liars in society. I'm not really talking about intentionally misleading people or outwardly lying to others, although there are multiple forms of lying, from lying by omission, and a million other tactics that are lying without really admitting to yourself that you are actually missing some of the truth.
No, I'm not talking about a "your ass looks good in those jeans" lie when it does not. I'm talking about lying to myself...the worst lie of all. Once you're comfortable with this one, lying to others is like second nature. And some of you reading this now are already balking at the text. You're the biggest liar of them all. Failure to admit it to yourself means you're weak. And the worst part about it is, if you're $%&#ed up-your hypocritical ass can't do shit for anyone else.
I learned this year that I lie to myself when I say everything in this world is spectacular. While to some measure it kinda is, to another I am eliminating the natural blessing of overcoming the suffering that is inherent today. Trying to dress up every day, and turning everything into a false positive was a behavioral tactic I used incorrectly in the past, and this year I came to learn that it is worthless and, in fact, leads to a much less rewarding life.
I'm not saying complain about all the woes of the day. I'm saying recognize them. Not selfishly hand them off so others can solve your shit for you. I'm suggesting taking inventory of the difficult when the difficult comes, and targeting every item until you eradicate the obstacle. Reveling in your own victory, and waiting for the next obstacle. It's our ability to overcome that makes us great, not our ability to make everything a fake source of comfort. As Buddha said-Life is suffering-we suffer because we are addicted-we are blessed with the ability to overcome anything-we overcome by daily actions meant to single handily leave us empassioned about life, not obsessed with things in it.
I lie to myself when I leave one conversation without divulging 100% of the truth, no matter how offensive it may be, not giving the person hearing it enough credit to man up and take the Gods honest truth. I lie everyday I write something and change my sentence six times because I need to reach everyone....some don't want saved...noone likes help...people need led. I lie whenever I sit and can stand. I lie whenever I have and others don't. I $%&*ing lie when I can and don't while there are people who would and really can't.
For that I will no longer paint that happy face on shit that ain't happy. I will allow the sickening feeling to take hold, for I am to blame, and only I. I will welcome this feeling as it, literally, disgusts me to have done less when I most certainly can do more. I will not package my faults so that I am comfortable with some kind of psycho babble BS as it most certainly is entirely my fault. I will wallow in this reprehensible behavior because I hate it. I will call it what it is, because meeting the negative head on, staring at the last monster of the year makes sure I can recognize that monster's face when it shows itself next year.
I will break myself down everyday this year to ensure I can reach my daily potential. So that when I am looking up from the 6' dirt walls of my last, I will see the rain drops and relax leaving this joint knowing I have done everything I was made for, not just what was comfortable.
I will look in the mirror and stoically tell myself some people just don't understand, get-it, or want it. This is fine. These people are placed in my life as my test. A test of my resolve, my commitment. And if they aren't my test of will they are another's, and I will not let them affect me or change me no matter their supposed virtue, or implication to future activity.
What I learned about you:
Somehow, whatever I learned about myself, was taught in some way by others. Somehow, I don't feel like I'm unique, here or anywhere. Somehow I believe you're just as tired of resolutions as I am. Somehow I believe your ready to "Declare"......
"11am NYD WOD"
TBA..










