the easy human job

The easy human job is to be critical of other people without having full knowledge of their situation. It is the easiest place to go when you yourself have little to show. If your criticise too much, maybe you need to take all that energy and see how far up your ass it can go. I bet if you tried you would find there is plenty of room up there given the history of the place. If you are unhappy with any one situation, change it, avoid it. But if you are critical of another person and the efforts they have made, by all means do the same thing your way. The easy human job is not a fancy one. It is never done in the comfort of home. It is the result of experiences that have meaning and value elsewhere always. LLc 98.2

success

Success is being a companion and a lover; being able to exist on the same small plane for this short time, to look forward to the next one, to seek out the forever changing throughout, to simplify and hide in plain sight surrounded by all those who care about you, in the presence of God. LLc 98.2

life love

We want to see past the many faces. We want to love the one person inside that hides behind the facade; the many other faces and personalities, the one true passionate you that is unfiltered and willing to explore lifes caves and caverns past all the trite processes and patterns.
The sociality of life brings no joy, only empty space filled with empty boxes marked, "Return to Sender". We are explorers by nature, not pigs in a blanket.
People need people to make love to life with. LLc 98.2

some other agent

We need alone time to have conversations with our demons. Running from them never works and usually includes the booze, the pills, or some other agent. We spread ourselves too thin at times. In so doing we derive less time to each individual thing. Plus, staying thin always leaves the running door open for the quick exit in those uncomfortable, unconfrontable situations that seem to be there but not really; they go behind on our run inside. Runners count on this. This is the weakness of the running man.
Those who run need alone time like no other, but it frightens them so. For them alone time means having to order their lives even more, which would disturb their routine, their cycle, their treadmill size. Any deviation in this thinness would result, in their minds, in a collapse of presentation. Once that goes. all has gone to Hell. Is this all we have become? LLc 98.2