Sebastian Mellen's Microblog

What keeps you nonstop wandering
Is you think you’ve got to be a thing

Sit down and think a little while
Do you recognize your smile?
To love yourself, you’ve got to train
That’s you right there, shining plain

Think in morning light how good
It is to wander through the wood
How nice it is to feel the stares
Of girls with long-grown colored hairs

How breathing brings a kind of joy
The kind in every happy boy
To freely, untaxed, drink the air
And blow away your dark despair

You’ll find the world loves you, too
It loves the little things you do
They don’t go noticed there and then
But sometime in a different when
They’ll blossom, bloom, and bring you joy
The universe’s karmic ploy

You see, these plots and sacred lands
Were shaped by God’s almighty hands
So if you find that you’re diseased
Or if you find yourself unpleased
Remember all things come in time
Today they’re grapes, tomorrow wine

But as things come so must they go
This is the universe’s flow
All around you, it abounds
From baby cribs to burial grounds
So don’t be sad if loved ones die
Their souls and spirits fill the sky

And through your life, as time ticks by
As moments come and as they fly
Thank yourself that you’re alive
For you are it, the Godhead. And now it is your time to thrive.

It rains, it shines
It’s clear sometimes
Then clouds come back
To fill the crack
The sun burst through
And every day it starts anew

I began to realize that I was acting like those I was around, and the mark of great men is that they develop their character inwardly, not from those around them.

If they cannot do that, they seek out other great men to be around.

Many of the largest corporations in America are drug dealers of one kind or another.

Coffee shops deal in caffeine,
Social media in dopamine,
Gyms in creatine,
Banks in money on a screen,
Food companies in sugar,
Bars and clubs in alcohol.

Deterioration is not the opposite of creation. They are one and the same. New matter cannot form if old matter does not deteriorate, and our illusions of new matter somehow being separate from the old are fallacious and completely invented.

Are we in the darkness of the gloom
Or the darkness of the womb?

It depends on how you look at it.

America: The Land of Lonely Capitalists

Do dead men speak? Jesus certainly does. So do the ancient stoics and their cynic companions. As do Heraclitis, Plato, Bashō, Nietzsche, Lao Tzu, Aristotle and Rumi.

Their thoughts echo through time. He who embraces change will live forever through his words.

Build, you dreamers, build away
Stay a-craftin’, night and day
And slog your way through pain and grind
So you might one day heaven find

But yea’, you may soon find it true
That heaven really dwells in you
And thus, by building day and night
You can bring out that sacred light

Don’t let those people hold you back
Who say they once were dreamers too
But say they found, as they grew
That dreams cannot be followed-through

• Peter Thiel on the dynamics of scientific competition: https://youtu.be/6kGND-uZolY?t=998
• Very interesting, the history of the quote “Academic Politics Are So Vicious Because the Stakes Are So Small”: https://quoteinvestigator.com/2013/08/18/acad-politics/
• Risk of being scooped drives scientists to shoddy methods: https://www.sciencemag.org/news/2021/01/risk-being-scooped-drives-scientists-shoddy-methods