From the workbench of the esteemed Horati0nosebl0wer
Questioning the nature of self and hobby
I’ve had time to stop and think how disturbing time without something to do is both boring and irritating. Time without input or stimulation is painful. Given that I have quite a bit of time on my hands I’ve put my hands to work on hobby. I do not like the act of sitting about and having no purpose. I’m tired of doing no thing.
The meditation is merely mental masturbation and a crap placebo for treatment. Zen (Chan) is cunning to deal with this and says that’s about the right way of looking at life. I’m also finding guidance to sit in that very same discomfort to “feel through” the experience. This is crap.
Urgh.. between lying in bed looking over hobby stuff and being up making things by hand I am trying to deal with being unemployed. If I were able to use my skills and energy for profit in a manner I enjoy like hobby I’d feel much better. It seems to me that I can only spend resources in to get joy. Chop wood, carry water… gotta keep thinking that and find contentment in the moment. Existence is suffering and perhaps the trick is to think less and just do the actions that solve the emotional distress. One’s head gets in the way far less often when on autopilot. Atleast I know here misery loves company and we all suffer the effort of making hobby as best we can.
Is this the reality of those who have retired or injured severely and forced into inactivity; is this like your moment of rediscovering a reason for being?





























