What’s worth fighting for?
Right? Rights? Truth? Integrity? Success?
Is it too much to aim for these within myself- in my environment-in society-in another person?
Yes I have the option to say no, be passive-aggressive, or simply leave.
That’s what I do in most cases- just leave
I had myself convinced that it was the right thing, the righteous thing
Basically, go blacken your souls but I am taking mine out of harms way.
Why does this suddenly seem so cowardly?
Why do all those things that sounded like unimaginative-brain-conditioning-drivel suddenly loom large?
Things like; this is life, learn to face it, you can’t always have it your way, the world is corrupt and inefficient, incompetent and wholly lacking in integrity, morals or work ethics, and they don’t want you if you’re any different, and you have got to learn to work with the system.
Yes, I’ve seen, it’s true that the most worthy and important jobs are handled by the most grabbing, mediocre, myopic persons,
So what’s my dharma?
Stick around these types till I have my turn, wander till I find the right people, work hard and good on the fringes? What what what?
As usual, wander seems like a good plan. But I’ll make bloody sure I don’t wander in the moment. That’s all I ever have, they tell me.
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This not advice, Tot, but another point of view. From Shibumi, an excerpt:
Your defeats will not come from those more brilliant than you. They will come from the patient, the plodding, the mediocre...
Your scorn for mediocrity blinds you to its vast primitive power. You stand in the glare of your own brilliance, unable to see into the dim corners of the room, to dilate your eyes and see the potential dangers of the mass, the wad of humanity. Even as I tell you this, dear student, you cannot quite believe that lesser men, in whatever numbers, can really defeat you. He is dull, colorless, boring — but inevitably victorious. The amoeba outlives the tiger because it divides and continues in its immortal monotony. The masses are the final tyrants...
The roar of the plodders is inarticulate, but deafening. They have no brain, but they have a thousand arms to grasp and clutch at you, drag you down.
— Do we still speak of Gõ, Teacher?
— Yes. And of its shadow: life.
— What do you advise me to do then?
— Avoid contact with them. Camouflage yourself with politeness. Appear dull and distant. Live apart and study shibumi. Above all, do not let him bait you into anger and aggression. Hide, Nikko.
yes yes this is what I mean. But is the practice of Shibumi the goal suitable for all?
This "hiding", is it not cowardice?
What if your unenviable work is to influence the mediocre masses?
What then?
The worst of it, is the persistant, if somewhat weak hope that maybe, just maybe you can succeed.
GROW IT YOURSELF!
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