Don’t say, “I am angry.” Does the zoo-goer say, “I am a rhinoceros.”? Or the meteorologist, “I am a nimbus.”? Or the cancer patient, “I am cancer.”? Say instead, “I feel angry.” Or: “I am aware of anger.” When we label ourselves, we box ourselves. Here’s an example of double boxing: “Hello. My name is Keith Ashford. And I am an alcoholic.” Bill Wilson, the founder of Alcoholics Anonymous got sober by taking LSD. That’s so far out of the box that AA declines to talk about it. Krishnamurti said, “As soon as you know the name of the bird, you never see that bird again.”
Destiny. A high-sounding word for what happens.
Projection is perception. Thus, everyone I see represents an aspect of myself. Do I judge you? I judge myself. Do I harm you? I harm myself. We create the world we live in.
We are in the stillness, pared of extraneity, of fuss and elaboration, anticipation and regret, and a single tear, extravagantly weighted, rolls down our cheek. There we go.
He knows how brief his span is. He doesn’t mind what happens.