There are limitations to my power and control. Severe limitations, actually. Remember, focusing on that which is within my control will bring peace as assuredly as focusing on that beyond my control will bring me ruin.
Impulses are moments in time when I delusionally believe my sphere of control is my sphere of influence, or can even control things beyond itself. When I lose touch with the reality of my sphere of control it becomes the sphere of my impulses… a zone in which my ego is monarch.
Dwelling in my sphere of impulses causes me to believe I’m “above” certain situations, or even certain people. It’s delusional arrogance at its finest.
Being mindful of when the reality of control shifts to the delusion of impulse is a core element in unraveling the biases which permeate my thoughts.
It’s a constant practice.
Join me, won’t you?
(See y’all tomorrow)
Impulses are moments in time when I delusionally believe my sphere of control is my sphere of influence, or can even control things beyond itself. When I lose touch with the reality of my sphere of control it becomes the sphere of my impulses… a zone in which my ego is monarch.
Dwelling in my sphere of impulses causes me to believe I’m “above” certain situations, or even certain people. It’s delusional arrogance at its finest.
Being mindful of when the reality of control shifts to the delusion of impulse is a core element in unraveling the biases which permeate my thoughts.
It’s a constant practice.
Join me, won’t you?
(See y’all tomorrow)
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