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nowhere else to turn

i didn't know who else to turn to, so i decided to turn to this blog. i feel like i have exhausted all of my outreach options as far as my few friends are concerned. i feel a sense of guilt when i share my thoughts with others - it's as if though in sharing i am causing more pain for others than liberation for myself. and at that point, i have realized, it's just not worth sharing anymore, even if it is to help me with my own misery. i don't know what it is, but especially lately, nothing makes any sense, and i can't seem to see the value of things, such as this life, my life, to be exact. i've only just recently, within the past couple of weeks, as a matter of fact, that i have realized that i am a creature, alive on this planet. it just hit me one evening as i was enjoying some ganja at a local beach. i am a creature. i was born on this planet and i will likely die on this planet. at 31 years of age, what do i have to show for my life? who have i been livi...

the essence of buddhism

insight of the evening: at its essence, buddhism appears to be the instruction kit for preparing the human nervous system to gradually and peacefully accept the notion that nothing happens after we die.

First post

I think back to my high school daze, as well as my college daze, and really, I can't think of a better way to begin this blog, other than by sharing a quote that found me as I was looking for a book to write a report on back in the 7th grade. I found this quote inside of a George Carlin book; Napalm & Silly Putty. I can't think of any other quote that has stood the test of time more steadfastly. I found the book inside of a Best Buy of all places (the electronics retail giant), and picked the book up because I had previously seen the cover on some Hacking tutorial website. I went to pick it up not knowing who George Carlin was, or even what the book was about. I reached for the book on instinct alone. I turned to a random page and Carlin's quips and probes made me both laugh and think. Later, when I began to read his book cover-to-cover, I encountered this now ingrained quote as one of Carlin's epigraphs. I enjoyed Carlin's witty, almost sullen, take on the ...