Friday

Bullshitting as a way to see how people can handle themselves. To test them. I don’t usually like that, but the bus driver today wanted to mess with a bus rider, and wanted me to get in on it. The rider quickly got it and called us out. I just think it’s a clumsy way to interact, but to keep the bus driver thinking highly of me, I went along with it. Or at least to not think lower of me. Social prowess, sarcasm, bullshit. It’s annoying.

Listened again up to 33:00

Patterns of life are cyclical. All different, yet the same- being more in the process. Moving from lack to being through desire. A choice, a consciousness. But too much too fast can stop the expansion, and things fold in on themselves, doing the same pattern over and over; in safety. Reaching out is scary.