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Soundeep - Sound Deep - So Undeep

Jan. 18th, 2010 | 01:57 pm

One deep thing a day. Or something that could be deep if you thought hard enough. Think, and when you're deep, go deeper.

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Day 4

Jan. 21st, 2009 | 10:32 am

Thought: The thoughts behind this one are messy and, in a way, quite irritating to me from a personal perspective and experience, so I won't review them...but the wisdom of the resulting idea stands whether I like it or not!

Today's "deep"...

When approaching any common task, look for the opportunity to go a step further. The result of taking the initiative of going "above and beyond" in an otherwise commonplace act can result in something more satisfactory for you and those who witness it and, as a bonus, the act itself has become less of a chore and more of an achievement for which you may be proud.


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Day 3

Jan. 20th, 2009 | 02:08 pm
location: my desk in my room, waiting for my pants to finish drying

Thought: I have three plants which I have been endeavoring to keep alive. One: two sticks of curly bamboo, the easiest as all they require is that I rinse their roots free of mineral build up now and then and keep an inch of water in the vase. Two: a ficus tree which was abandoned by the neighbors, now living atop the drying machine in the laundry room, requiring a cup of water a week and perpetually looking sparse and pathetic as that species tends to do. Three: a sweet little jade tree, also known as a money plant, also known as crassula ovata. I adopted this succulent while my family was out of town on some extended trip once, perhaps out of a feeling of lonesomeness that I am not accustomed too. It is small, a mere seven or so inches tall at the moment, but I love the quirky, almost alien appearance this species takes on when it has lived a decade or two and grown thick.

I was removing a couple dead leaflets from the base and it came to mind how my mother, a notorious green thumb herself, has often advised me to cut off dead leaves or blooms from plants as soon as they appear to wither a bit. It assists the plant because it forgets that a part of it is dead and does not go off dying the rest of the way, and also because its resource intake is not wasted on attempting to revive what is dead.

I thought of instances in which I have cut off parts of my life which were dead, and felt rejuvenated.

Today's "deep" then...

Do not be afraid to cut something away from yourself when it has withered and died.

Though once it may have been precious or simply embedded in the way you lived or were, it is often for the best to let go of what cannot be brought back to its former glory or health.

In removing the dead and dying attachments from ourselves, we free up room and resources for our soul and existence to be bettered, to move forward, and to grow.


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Day 2

Jan. 19th, 2008 | 11:45 am

Thought: At one point during my browsing around an art website I frequent/participate at, I had an interesting experience with a young girl who was misappropriating images she found on the internet and claiming them as her own productions. It wasn't a short or simple mess to sort out. Often, the attitude of young people in these scenarios is to become rude and go on the offensive with very drama-ridden tactics. At one point, this young lady attempted that as well. However, in the end, she came clean and did the right thing in the bravest way possible: admitting she had done something very wrong right out in public and making a true effort to start fresh. She is even attempting to explain why a friend of hers should do the same. It's not the common result with this event, which is very common at the particular website of which I speak. In fact, the common result is that these young thieves have their galleries deleted and often their accounts banned without pause or mercy. This is often a good tact to take, considering the site's size.

However, in some cases, a good effort from someone could genuinely re-educate the misled. This extends beyond just art theft on the internet. It extends to life at large.

Today's "deep"...

In the face of humanity's failures, have a little patience to keep faith and hope for the day someone will learn to do better. Sometimes, it pays back beautifully.


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Day 1

Jan. 18th, 2008 | 12:01 am
location: in bed, with pillows for props

Thought: Someone in one of my classes during spring 2007 semester mentioned to me that "you never seem to run out of good cheer." They went on to ask "how can you be so upbeat all the time?" I grinned and stated simply, "Because my life sucks!" This threw her, her face turning to a dumbfounded look and she started to protest the idea, but I interrupted. "Hear me out. I'm so cheerful and upbeat because my life sucks. It's either laugh -- or break -- and I prefer to laugh."

Today I thought about this. I am prone to laughter. To those at my college, I apparently seem to be consistently boisterous and cheery. I like this about myself. The concept that the reason I can manage to be that way so much of the time is due to my life sucking, and the alternative is to break, is maybe an argument to adaptation. Alright, that's fine. But instead, I found that I very much enjoy the idea that not only am I choosing not to break -- my laughter defies my life. I do not just laugh to laugh. It may have started out that way, but over time the laughter became so embedded in me that my awareness of the world shifted to finding reasons to laugh so that I would never have to stop. This, in turn, became automatic, and suddenly I didn't have to find reasons any longer but rather was blissfully exposed to them in even the most ordinary moments. Now, despite days when by all conventional expectancies I should be unhappy and downtrodden, I am able to find myself laughing in spite of it all.

So this is the thought of the day...

Laugh every day, and eventually every day will be worth laughing for.

I want to share a sign seen on the roadside during my commute at one point. ANTIQUE INTERNET AUCTION it proclaimed. Despite knowing the true meaning of this? I prefer to think, "Wow. Internet sure got old fast."


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