Unstoppably Delusional
As a below average specimen of the human male species, I would not have been selected for creating future generations had I not been born into a civilized society. I know in the walrus kingdom, I’d never make it as king of the rock, and have all the female walrus clamoring for my genes. I am not tall, nor very strong, nor a genius, nor very handsome. I am a bit humorous at times, but in the “wild” humor doesn’t get you very far with the opposite sex, and let me say here that I am glad I’m not living in that situation.
Another quality I am proud to possess is a deeply held belief I am special. It has taken years of meditation and self-reflection to quell the feeling I have, that every night I will soon be awakened by a prophetic messenger and told I am the chosen one to save the world — I am bat shit crazy.
Still, this delusional feeling of “specialness” helps me in my life, so I don’t want it stripped from my character, but it is a bit much at times. Once I accepted this trait as being a part of my ego, my posture got better, I started training for my “mission” in life. I started reading more, I found the opposite sex more interested in me, as a strangely over confident average individual. So, yes, my delusion for being something fantastic has helped me.
Another quality I possess is the ability to sit. Sounds not very interesting, right? I can sit anywhere, not lounge anywhere, not sleep anywhere, but I can sit in a chair, on a bench, and I can even sit on the floor. I enjoy sitting. I sit for 30 minutes every morning. I purposefully try to sit everyday. It makes me feel very special to sit. I may not be very special to others, but by this one act of sitting quietly with myself, I know how very special I am in this present moment. I will write more articles about sitting, because it’s interesting to me. Sitting helps me focus my attention, and as such I can focus completely on one thing and then turn my attention off that thing and onto another thing. My insights into my own “self” truly makes me feel special.
In closing, I hope you know how special you are, and it is in this truth you should marvel at everything around you. If you are not feeling special, then I beseech you to sit for a while, focus on one thing. Focus on one thing, it can be external — as in you see something, or hear something — or it can be internal like the feeling of clothing against your skin. Just stay there! Your mind will fight, your body will struggle, but stay there. In staying there let me be the first to reiterate how truly special you are, and what a special moment to share.
