Pleasure is not a lower version of joy- it’s like a cotton swap compared to a nourishing meal. Instead of providing lasting peace and fulfillment it bloats you like a balloon, leaving you more hungry soon after.
We all look for substitutes and conveniences to tie us over. I’m absolutely no different but I try to be somewhat cognizant of the why behind my choices. When was the last time that shitty protein bar actually left you feeling better for the hours until the next meal? Social media, sugar and porn are all cheap bitches compared to the divinity of true joy and fulfillment.
No matter how sophisticated we think we’ve become from our pursuit of enlightenment, the only salve to the scars left by life have remained mostly unchanged from ancient times. Deep, intimate connection with oneself, nature, true friends and family are those things which cannot be replaced. It doesn’t matter how good the vice feels or how socially reinforced it might be, at the end of the day it’s only a distraction from living our best lives.
**Hope y’all are doing well. I know it’s been a while since I posted so I’m gonna try to post things more in this shorter format. My schedule has been getting a bit crazy so I’m gonna try and write more by reducing the scope of my posts somewhat. I hope this more bite-sized format is welcome and hopefully makes you stop and think a little. Be well everyone.
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