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April 6, 2014 | by  | in Features |
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I don’t know about you, but every time I do something I shouldn’t, well, that’s just it, I know I shouldn’t. Guess what, I do it anyway. I know I shouldn’t drink so much so often, that I shouldn’t eat food made from chickens fed on their own faeces (that’s a thing). I know I shouldn’t smoke fake cannabis and leave 40 pages of boring-as-shit philosophy readings until the last minute. All these things I do anyway, and I don’t think I’m alone in this.

Why do we have so little control over ourselves sometimes? Surely, if there’s anything on earth we can control it should be us, our choices and actions. Maybe control is an illusion, and that last quake sent us all back in time 10 years and we’re just re-living, going through the motions, (to blatantly steal one of Vonnegut’s stories). Maybe we’re just bowling balls rolling down The Dude’s alley, waiting, zero anticipation, for the moment when we strike out and disappear down the black hole, into the dark depths of broken dreams and gutter-balls.

Having said that in the most depressing way possible, there have been times when I have felt ‘in control’, able to DARE and Just Say No to the things I knew I shouldn’t do. It was a struggle still, but Will was with me, he had my back. Is that what successful people do? Just Say No so many times that it becomes habit? Instead of spending 90% of their time trying to recover from the night before, time could be spent on progress, inside and out. Eating well, exercising, and making better relationships with the people around you.

I don’t know the answers. Shit, I can hardly articulate the question, but I do know one thing. Chicken fed on its own faeces is good for no body. Be good to yourself.


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