Möbius Strip

I'm 26 now. Awesome.

I'm tired of prefacing things.

List:

1. Measureless goals are empty dreams.
2. Excellence and elitism hold hands.
2b. Elitism and nepotism hold hands.
3. Direction and progression are not the same.
4. Meditative, present-oriented self-actualization is useful only if you have money.
5. No one seems to differentiate between what God does and what you do under the influence of a God-flavored motivation or strategy.
5b. Are what God does and what you do under a God-flavored motivation equally important?
5c. Why do I feel tricked when I'm told that God won't work unless I do first?

I've been trying my best to lose control, but control is an onion.

Control is an onion shaped like a möbius strip; internal and external, but you still can only get to it from one side at a time.

Losing control is trickier than seizing it.

I've been thinking a lot about trying not to think about everything a lot.

Like a character in a play, only actions that arise out of necessity bring progression to the story. The absence of necessity easily facilitates the absence of action. The absence of action stops any progression, resulting in dissatisfaction. There is no story. Two roads present themselves: passivity and activity. Passivity yields to the inaction... which is an action. One road presents itself: activity, either positive or negative, internal or external. Passivity is an illusion. There is always a story. The absence of satisfaction brings action. Action easily facilitates the awareness of necessity. Like a character in a play, actions that create necessity bring direction to the story.

I've been doing a lot that seems like spinning my wheels.

Seizing control is easier than losing it, but it requires both direction and progression.

Once upon a time a farmer went to market and purchased a fox, a goose, and a bag of beans. On his way home, the farmer came to the bank of a river and hired a boat. But in crossing the river by boat, the farmer could carry only himself and a single one of his purchases - the fox, the goose, or the bag of the beans. If left alone, the fox would eat the goose, and the goose would eat the beans. The farmer's challenge was to carry himself and his purchases to the far bank of the river, leaving each purchase intact. How did he do it?

I've been trying my best to find control, but control is an onion.