Thread by @then_there_was

The third condition I’ve tried to impose on myself:

Keep in contact with reality.

It’s easy, all too easy to get lost in the idle dreams of Paradise. I’ve sung many sweet melodies of bliss and peace to myself.

All lies.

Heaven is a bloodstained place. It’s not so innocent.

I think it’s important to try and break your ideas before reality.

To take your children and sacrifice them before the world.

To touch Heaven with one arm and Gaia with the other.

That means you birth your ideas into the world and see if they can walk.

Build and then release and then observe.

Most of my ideas have died. They took a few steps and fell.

Many times they fall.

I suppose I’m learning all the different ways we can fall.