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Maybe 

It’s a nice day in LA.

I can hear the courtyard fountains through the open window as I write and make calls, I can say hello to you, I can see the blue sky and my roommate is playing the piano.

Sometimes we talk about getting living room furniture, then we look at each other... "Nah."

In addition to the previous Well Said, (which read, “No one knows whether death, which people fear to be the greatest evil, may not be the greatest good,") Plato also said, “Courage is knowing what not to fear.”

He said, “Nothing in the affairs of men is worthy of great anxiety.”

Then, there is Thoreau. Thoreau said, “Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined. As you simplify your life, the laws of the universe will be simpler; solitude will not be solitude, poverty will not be poverty, nor weakness weakness.”

Joseph Campbell, “Follow your bliss and doors will open where there were no doors before.”

Lao-Tse said, “Fill your bowl to the brim and it will spill. Keep sharpening your knife and it will blunt. Chase after money and security and your heart will never unclench. Care about other people's approval and you will be their prisoner. Do your work, then step back. The only path to serenity.”

He said, “In this world, there is nothing softer or thinner than water. But to compel the hard and unyielding, it has no equal. That the weak overcomes the strong, that the hard gives way to the gentle -- this everyone knows. Yet no one asks accordingly.”

The more you read, the bolder does become the common thread, the crimson thread, the great connecter; which you may place your finger upon in the dark and follow to the core of humanity.

It is there that you will find yourself.

There is a Taoist story of an old farmer who had worked his crops for many years. One day his horse ran away. Upon hearing the news, his neighbors came to visit. "Such bad luck," they said sympathetically. "Maybe," the farmer replied. The next morning the horse returned, bringing with it three other wild horses. "How wonderful," the neighbors exclaimed. "Maybe," replied the old man. The following day, his son tried to ride one of the untamed horses, was thrown, and broke his leg. The neighbors again came to offer their sympathy on his misfortune. "Maybe," answered the farmer. The day after, military officials came to the village to draft young men into the army. Seeing that the son's leg was broken, they passed him by. The neighbors congratulated the farmer on how well things had turned out. "Maybe," said the farmer.

Yep, it is a good day.

Maybe.

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