Mountains of Arizona
Rain Coming (Am I Rigghhhttt?) 59 Degrees
4:21 p.m.
Despite what teachers, parents, rulers and a long list of other people might say, I haven’t found that being reasonable is at all helpful.
I did it for a long time. All I got were more rationalizations excuses for being reasonable more often.
Almost nothing about my current life is reasonable.
Almost everything is quite completely unreasonable.
How I work, how I live, how I choose to conduct my affairs. Unreasonable, unreasonable, unreasonable.
The status quo can’t deal with unreasonable, that’s why it’s dealt such a harsh blow when an example comes over the horizon.
Reasonable is the voice of fear taking over the power of the living being.
Reasonable is the programming doing its work to keep you small and secured and impotent and incapable of doing anything that might upset the predictable lives of Mr. Status and Ms. Quo. They like their schedule just fine the way it is.
Marching to the beat of your own drum is perceived as unreasonable. And it’s even more unreasonable that you spend your days doing things you enjoy.
No one trained people how to do that because that wasn’t supposed to be the plan for humanity.
I’m working on something new to help as many people be completely unreasonable as possible.
I’m starting small, but I will eventually expand.
Call it karma, call it purpose, call it whatever you want.