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Emotion-Focused Procrastination (Paralysis of Potential triggered by Arousal Seeking):
Delaying exciting tasks because the potential emotional reward is greater than starting.
Driven by brain's (especially ADHD) search for high dopamine (immediate reward from anticipation).
Actual execution offers lower, steady dopamine (delayed reward), often
The Plain Sense of Things
After the leaves have fallen, we return
To a plain sense of things. It is as if
We had come to an end of the imagination,
Inanimate in an inert savoir.
It is difficult even to choose the adjective
For this blank cold, this sadness without cause.
The great structure has become a minor house.
No turban walks across
... See moreSometimes there are times in our lives of incredible intensity, of crazy love or change or unbelievable grief, and then also there are fallow years where little happens, years you barely notice in their passing. And I think maybe the book is not just about intensity but about the space around it too, like the space it leaves in its passing and the
... See moreHistorian Peter Turchin illuminates this possibility with his theory of “elite overproduction.” When societies generate more elite aspirants than there are roles to fill, competition for status intensifies. Ambitious but frustrated people grow disillusioned and radicalized. Rather than integrate into institutions, they seek to undermine them.... See more
you’ve been seduced by the comfort of potential | the psychology of the man child.
youtube.comWhat comes to you at night are panoramas, kaleidoscopes of memory, conjecture, dream art, of no fixed contour, whether spatial or temporal, elements of experience and tributaries of being impossible to fix, capture, define, or translate, for they are pure emergence, luminous and free of any Now.
On the stiff twig up there
Hunches a wet black rook
Arranging and rearranging its feathers in the rain-
I do not expect a miracle
Or an accident
To set the sight on fire
In my eye, nor seek
Any more in the desultory weather some design,
But let spotted leaves fall as they fall
Without ceremony, or portent.
Although, I admit, I
Large Red Man Reading
There were ghosts that returned to earth to hear his phrases,
As he sat there reading, aloud, the great blue tabulae.
They were those from the wilderness of stars that had expected more.
There were those that returned to hear him read from the poem of life,
Of the pans above the stove, the pots on the table, the tulips among them.... See more
There were ghosts that returned to earth to hear his phrases,
As he sat there reading, aloud, the great blue tabulae.
They were those from the wilderness of stars that had expected more.
There were those that returned to hear him read from the poem of life,
Of the pans above the stove, the pots on the table, the tulips among them.... See more
Just a moment...
Are you not the rootless one? Are you not he, mesmerized by being, who cannot choose?