there is so much noise.
noise that infiltrates my signal and reality.
impurities that sometimes make me forget who i am and why i am doing what i am doing.
a clean signal between me and reality.
no frills, nothing superfluous.
to do more in less things.
not to scatter one's attention.
a scattered attention is a depressed attention.
i have noticed that in myself.
thoreau says to simply, simplify.
to count all your affairs on one hand.
i love that.
and when i remember of this concept of simplify
my mind becomes more still
more fulfilled in my craft.
not worried about the illusory factors.
to aim for excellence.
and success will come chase me.
i sometimes forget these things.
but when i remember
i am able to breathe again.
my world becomes more consolidated
and my vision is more focused and distilled.
i can feel my mind,
the objects around me
things fall into place.
i need to remind myself of that dark space.
dark intimate space of consciousness.
quality of mind.