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- 1: Apart from tumblr, what do you like to do in your spare time?
- 2: Name a favorite of each: food, drink, color.
- 3: If you married rich and your spouse gave you $100,000 a week, what would you spend it on?
- 4: Name a favorite of each: book, movie, tv show.
- 5: If you were given the opportunity to spend 48 hours with absolutely anyone (living or dead), who would you spend it with and what would you do?
- 6: Name a LEAST favorite of each: food, drink, color.
- 7: What do you spend most of your money on?
- 8: What kind of underwear do you prefer wearing?
- 9: Name a LEAST favorite of each: book, movie, tv show.
- 10: If you were sat on a plane beside your favorite celebrity, what would you do?
- 11: What is the strangest thing you have in your room? (You are not allowed to explain why you own it.)
- 12: What is a weird habit you have, or people have told you have. (Weird, not bad. No nail biting or any of that nonsense.)
- 13: What would you consider to be the biggest insult to yourself?
- 14: What are five things you absolutely have to have in your dream house?
- 15: If you could be reincarnated as any animal, which would you chose and why?
- 16: Which band (current or past) would you want to go on tour* with? (*Travel with, not preform with.)
- 17: Name a favorite of each: band, album, song.
- 18: Why is your favorite band your favorite?
- 19: How many concerts have you attended? Which was your favorite? Least favorite? If none, who do you want to see live the most?
- 20: What is one of your favorite song lyrics? (Who is it by?)
- 21: Who do you ship?
- 22: What band merch do you own? If any, whose is it and when did you get it? If none, whose do you wish you owned?
- 23: How did you learn of the band that is currently your favorite?
- 24: What celebrity do you idolize the most?
- 25: Which member from which band would you most want to lather in nutella?
Did you know, you can quit your job, you can leave university? You aren’t legally required to have a degree, it’s a social pressure and expectation, not the law, and no one is holding a gun to your head. You can sell your house, you can give up your apartment, you can even sell your vehicle, and your things that are mostly unnecessary. You can see the world on a minimum wage salary, despite the persisting myth, you do not need a high paying job. You can leave your friends (if they’re true friends they’ll forgive you, and you’ll still be friends) and make new ones on the road. You can leave your family. You can depart from your hometown, your country, your culture, and everything you know. You can sacrifice. You can give up your $5.00 a cup morning coffee, you can give up air conditioning, frequent consumption of new products. You can give up eating out at restaurants and prepare affordable meals at home, and eat the leftovers too, instead of throwing them away. You can give up cable TV, Internet even. This list is endless. You can sacrifice climbing up in the hierarchy of careers. You can buck tradition and others’ expectations of you. You can triumph over your fears, by conquering your mind. You can take risks. And most of all, you can travel. You just don’t want it enough. You want a degree or a well-paying job or to stay in your comfort zone more. This is fine, if it’s what your heart desires most, but please don’t envy me and tell me you can’t travel. You’re not in a famine, in a desert, in a third world country, with five malnourished children to feed. You probably live in a first world country. You have a roof over your head, and food on your plate. You probably own luxuries like a cellphone and a computer. You can afford the $3.00 a night guest houses of India, the $0.10 fresh baked breakfasts of Morocco, because if you can afford to live in a first world country, you can certainly afford to travel in third world countries, you can probably even afford to travel in a first world country. So please say to me, “I want to travel, but other things are more important to me and I’m putting them first”, not, “I’m dying to travel, but I can’t”, because I have yet to have someone say they can’t, who truly can’t. You can, however, only live once, and for me, the enrichment of the soul that comes from seeing the world is worth more than a degree that could bring me in a bigger paycheck, or material wealth, or pleasing society. Of course, you must choose for yourself, follow your heart’s truest desires, but know that you can travel, you’re only making excuses for why you can’t. And if it makes any difference, I have never met anyone who has quit their job, left school, given up their life at home, to see the world, and regretted it. None. Only people who have grown old and regretted never traveling, who have regretted focusing too much on money and superficial success, who have realized too late that there is so much more to living than this.
Being mindful is not a matter of thinking more clearly about experience; it is the act of experiencing more clearly, including the arising of thoughts themselves. Mindfulness is a vivid awareness of whatever is appearing in one’s mind or body—thoughts, sensations, moods—without grasping at the pleasant or recoiling from the unpleasant. One of the great strengths of this technique of meditation, from a secular point of view, is that it does not require us to adopt any cultural affectations or unjustified beliefs. It simply demands that we pay close attention to the flow of experience in each moment.
Sam Harris (via universoul)
We do not know what awaits each of us after death, but we know that we will die. Clearly, it must be possible to live ethically – with a genuine concern for the happiness for other sentient beings – without presuming to know things about which we are patently ignorant. Consider it: every person you have ever met, every person you will pass on the street today, is going to die. Living long enough, each will suffer the loss of his friends and family. All are going to lose everything they love in this world. Why would anyone want to be anything but kind in the meantime?
Sam Harris, The End of Faith
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