Can't get this song outta my head

You are my pumpkin, pumpkin, Hello honey bunny
I am your dumpling, dumpling, Hello honey bunny
Feeling something something, Hello honey bunny
Honey bunny, Toko toko

Knock Knock... Who is there?

Here is an instruction:

Think only about “a revolving chair” for the next 5 minutes.

You can’t. I can’t. Nobody can.

It’s like attempting to stop the waves of an ocean with bare hands.

There is nobody who is generating thoughts or controlling the thoughts.

They just arise and they are perceived. By whom? Nobody.

There is no doer. Any perception of doership is nothing but the translation of what has already happened.

This translation also JUST HAPPENS.

Heart and Mind

Follow your heart!
Follow your mind!
Follow your passion!
What is mind, heart, passion?
Nothing but thoughts segregated into compartments through another set of thoughts!
Why complicate things?
Let me be just present to this very moment.
Isn't this just another thought?
Breathe in breathe out :) :) :)

Ha ha ha

I have two unique abilities as compared to other animals.

1. I can construct stories 

2. I can laugh

I think I must knock off all my problems by putting these two abilities together. 

i.e. By laughing at my own stories :D

RIP Procrastination