Drunken Monkey Quits Cold Turkey; Only Eats It Boiling Hot

You can see it.
You can look at scholars, great scholars, & somehow you will find they are missing.
They may know much about the Veda, the Bible, the Koran; 

they can recite, but you can see there is no radiance in their eyes.
Yes, there is much dust that they have gathered from scriptures, much smoke that they have gathered thru knowledge.
They are well informed--but almost dead.
They have missed life somehow, they could not find time to know what life is.
Writes Osho.

& then there's Rama Krishna, who describes the human mind as a "drunken monkey, stung by a scorpion."

   In other words, a certain level of Attention Deficit Disorder comes with the territory of being human. 

   That doesn't mean we all need to go out & get on Adderall.

Just as a monkey leaps from branch to branch, so the mind leaps from one thing to another, constantly distracted. 

   The experience can be stressful -- this experience which we sometimes tautologically refer to as "life."

            & the more active your brain is, the more distractions, the more stress. 

Whether it's a stimulant or alcohol or cigarettes or marijuana, drugs are often sought after simply to deal with this particular problem: the active mind & its endless...everything.

 

                        Your brain just won't quit, will it?

Which can be exciting, don't get me wrong. 

   I'm personally afraid of what my life would be like if my brain were perfectly optimized, if I were to quit all the drugs I take, if I were to exercise every day & eat well every day. 

   The word "ZOOM!" comes to mind when I think about it; I feel as though life would be zooming along in that imagined, optimized world. 

If I were to self-actualize like, say, the Buddha or Jesus Christ or Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., I...well, I don't even want to think about it; it scares me that much.

            Nevertheless, the goal of self-actualization is the goal of this blog. 

This blog will be an autobiographical account of one man seeking to eliminate certain habits, or behaviors.

   Not for any particular reason. 

One could as easily say I'm bored with my current habits as one could say I'm seeking enlightenment. 

   No matter; 

            if successful, I expect both increased novelty & a degree of enlightenment.

I have nothing against my addictions. 

   Addictions are what make us human. 

We have nothing to do other than the behaviors which form our habits.

   Our choice is to either keep our current habits, which is generally easier, more passive, inertiatic, &c., or else to build new addictions, habits, behavior clusters, &c.

Moderation is nice & worth considering.

   But in my mind, moderation implies addiction to a system of behaviors, the result of which is...moderation.

All I hope to do, all I think any of us can hope to do is find the best things to which we can addict ourselves.

   Moderation, love, peace, idk.

Drunk Monkey, Cold Turkey is an autobiographical account of a man attempting to modify his own behavior...for the "better," whatever "better" means.

   

The details herein are intended to be exhaustive.

   This is as much for me as it is for you, if not moreso.

Frankly, this sounds like a really boring idea for a blog, but I'm going to write it anyway.