Otters everywhere.
Marnix Pauwels ??
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Sometimes I think my wisdom is bigger.
But it’s not an accurate description of what actually happens.
There’s no one in the world who is not connected to the energy that brought us otters, planets, diamonds and farting (as a way to relieve ourselves, mostly).
Most people can see that pretty quick, but to most people it’s not instantly impressive or worthwhile.
‘Yeah, so what? Isn’t that just biology, or physics? Why should I care about otters and farts: I just wanna be rich and/or get rid of my anxiety!’
I was a lot like that.
I wanted to USE the universe to harvest things I didn’t plant.
I used my intellect to try and bend the energy that makes up this wonderful realistic dream, just to be disappointed.
I used the I Ching to find answers to my questions, and if I didn’t like the answers I dismissed them like cheap plastic bags, and went for a fresh round of throwing my coins.
There’s wisdom in everything and everyone.
I know that now, for sure.
The difference with many people is that they haven’t seen it yet, or don’t trust it enough, so they tend to mess up with their terrified, personal minds.
But I guess that’s wisdom too: fucking up stuff.
Drinking heavily for 28 years, smoking filterless French cigarettes and coughing up dark fluids from within my not so sacred temple.
It seems that intimately knowing the brilliant vastness that created everything makes life a lot more fun.
My wisdom is not bigger.
I just see otters everywhere.