Resolutions Update

Why do something tomorrow if we can do it today said absolutely nobody ever without a big chunk of delusion and faux wisdom running through their minds. How’s everyones New Years resolutions going then? Did everyone put off all the healthy good things they were going to do, binging on all the bad stuff until New Years day, wake up feeling like shit before deciding they’ll start on the second of January and then realising the weekend was coming up and they would definitely get onto it first thing on Monday morning? Who actually got onto it first thing this morning, or did everyone decide that today was the slip up cheat day and that one hundred percent they’ll definitely be up an hour early tomorrow morning to go for that run? Who actually thinks they will? Sounds all a little familiar does it? Don’t worry we’re all in this together.

Intentions are nothing without discipline. Seemingly we live in a world bereft of the latter. I accept I am full of wild assumptions and that not everybody has failed miserably with their new solutions to finding happiness and health. I also know there’s a healthy dose of sceptical realism bouncing around in this exhausted lethargic mind of mine and without a doubt over half the people who made resolutions have already given up, they may not have realised they have but they have. I’m not saying they won’t pick them up again, or for the first time, and really crack on with turning their lives around, not all is lost of course. I know I’ve not given up hope, perhaps it’s merely delusional, but I still believe I can make it.

One of the most beautiful things about humans is that we’re fallible. We love putting ourselves on some magical pedestal and then just as quickly crash down to earth when we decide a day on the sofa is a much better idea than a day of effort. Fallibility in ourselves and others can be frustrating but when we consider we have conscious thought and are aware of our own actions yet still continue to mess up and do the wrong thing, well it’s a joy to behold. Perhaps it’s a little too much of that yin yang beer but what a dull and unbalanced world we would have were we not capable of failure. Of course failure may just be redefined as the median shifts but we do seem to have a rather quant approach to that balance right now. I also don’t know any other, but that also means I do know any worse either. That’s a small bonus to redress the balance.

Stuck at Level One

Writing on a daily basis is an interesting exercise especially when you don’t have any fixed subject to write upon. Ultimately I end up writing about writing about something and seem less often to actually write about anything much at all. If people write regularly for example about politics, fashion or sport would it be a fair assumption to imagine they must spend large periods, if not the entirety, of the day reading or talking with others about such subjects. Does it in that case make it much harder to write about philosophy if I never discuss philosophy once throughout the day with anyone? I do listen to a large amount of podcasts on politics which would suggest that perhaps I would be advised to write about how much of a cunt Boris Johnson is and in the same breath how our obsession with personality politics allows those in power to distract us from their policies or on a larger scale how we’re being fucked left and right on a daily basis. I could talk about all those things and actually perhaps I should, that was quite enjoyable for a moment.

There has already been one Tomorrow piece and while the very next day was interesting I think, the following three just denigrated into at first me being hungover and then later being actually ill. Therefore tomorrow don’t expect me to fulfil something promised today but perhaps I just need to remind myself of the difference between physical and mental discipline. Another idea could be to create some structure over the subject matter. Political Friday could break down the week’s politics for example. Football Monday the same for the weekend’s football, although an unmentioned television channel already seems to do exactly that. For some reason I like the idea of philosophical Thursdays. Ultimately though when I get to the half way point of about two hundred words and realise I’m now warmed up and starting to think of some ideas, I need to delete what I have written so far and go with one of those ideas from the beginning. Clearly if you’re reading this I haven’t done that and am still all talk but it is certainly an idea worth exploring and hopefully one which will be explored one day, maybe tomorrow and you know what, if tomorrow I do exactly this and it’s any good you’ll be none the wiser.

Tomorrow

The challenge of an experiment or a learning experience, or whatever is best to describe my attempts at learning discipline and practising writing at the same time, is that there will be days when nothing really comes to mind about what to talk about. There is a list of things written down in a notebook somewhere, a notebook unfortunately out of reach in the next room, on various topics that could be worth writing about. This list was written down about six months ago though when the idea of writing this first arose and bar What would Henry Rollins do no other topic on the list comes to mind. That is however not the point because so far nothing that I have written about has been from any list or pre planned. That may be pretty obvious, mostly each piece seems off the cuff and I have preferred that to planning as seeing something evolve organically is enjoyable, and let’s be honest having a little ramble for four hundred words is far less effort than writing about a particular topic.

Do people enjoy reading a little ramble that’s the thing. There are plenty of blogs, opinion pieces or editorials in which if you look carefully it is pretty clear they’re not much other than a little ramble dressed up as serious journalism. Todays piece certainly doesn’t even reach those levels as it threatens to drift off to sleep in the gutters of nothingness but that doesn’t mean it’s existence has no value. We never know what is born out of any event, cause and effect if you will, it isn’t alway the moments which appear great that holds a true sense of enormity in a lasting sense. Sometimes things are born out of the most inconspicuous of events and this may just be one of them. It equally may not, that is for future us to discover. What is clear though is that if every moment has the possibility of creating something whose significance is not immediately obvious, then we should not dismiss any moment. Another way of putting that is that we could attempt to be conscious of all we do at all times. Be the Buddha, be enlightened he says, be human also but don’t dismiss something because on first glance it appears to hold no immediate value. Today though, the task of rambling with an obvious conclusion is complete, but we never know what tomorrow will bring.