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Am I addicted to my phone? Or is the current smartphone just a piece of infrastructure for our CyberCapitalist Hellscape, intended to keep me engaged in the system? I genuinely feel like getting off these spyware devices is like fighting gravity

#musings

Taking a slow walk in the neighborhood for errands can really make one think.

Sometimes it might be the right thing to do to pause and carefully examine what you have going on in your life and decide if they are, have become, or should be unobtainable, and to set those aside.

This applies to me because I have been at full speed for years to address many medical issues and conditions whilst my memory is rapidly declining. Does it really add enough value to my life to address some of these medical things, or would quality of life be enhanced by tightening down to what makes sense given the memory loss, and making peace with the decision?

Not shutting down by any means; just being practical.

#Musings #LifeEvents

A post from the archive 📫:
Curiosity unbounded

https://www.poppastring.com/blog/curiosity-unbounded
#musings

A post from the archive 📫:
If LLMs Can Code, Why Are We Building More IDEs?

https://www.poppastring.com/blog/if-llms-can-code-why-are-we-building-more-ides
#musings #llm

It's a 'nibbling a Terry's Chocolate Orange and watching Dash Cam Owners Australia compilations' kind of day..

Happy V day to those who celebrate.

#Adelaide #Musings

Russians living in Australia have also experienced racism since the start of the Ukraine war, so guess that also means GE-Penny Wong and GE-Anthony Albanese will be inviting Putin for a visit too.. 🤔

#Musings #LaborFail

..a lesser known #deity who is the patron influencer of #writers is #mercury .. it's why you will see a pinky (mercury finger) ring on us as we call on the fleet footed healer for #inspiration and #musings

Thinking of creating a blog. I’m not sure about what, though. I have so many disparate interests. There’s art, of course. My graphic novel about Latvians in WWII. I’m learning Classical guitar and it would be fun to document that. Hmm. #musings

Wont it be lovely when the DT regime goes back to hell, the Netanyahu regime goes back to hell and Putin goes back to hell so the rest of us can just get on with life, peacefully, post nice flower pics again and just chill!...

#Musings #Ponderings #ShowerThoughts

Since my very first harp, I have been voicing and notating my #thoughts and #musings for myself. Now I feel it is time to express myself on #Substack, beginning with a reflection on visual language. 🖊️

If you feel like it, please follow me: https://substack.com/@harpandsoul ♥️

#substack #musings #thoughts #writings

A post from the archive 📫:
Real music and authentic voices

https://www.poppastring.com/blog/real-music-and-authentic-voices
#musings #music #artificialintelligence

Certain impulses must be nurtured, because if I kill them, they also kills the whole week, sometimes more. #adhd #musings

Widening the aperture…

Nobody signs up for monotony. It just… happens.

One. Habit. At. A. Time.

The same dark roast, one splash of milk, lukewarm by the second sip. The same playlist titled “Workout Jams” at the gym. The same gray stretch of highway. The same voices on the same scheduled calls.

I’ve honed that rhythm until it’s flawless.

I didn’t even notice it happening. It felt like structure. Like I had my life… together. But looking back at the last decade, the days blur, moments occur, a constant low hum whir. I worry about what I’ve chosen to .. defer.

Everything feels… fine. Not amazing. Not horrible. Just a flat… line. A hum without a melody.

My routines. My rituals. Stable? Yes. Yet, my curiosity is silent. My world has shrunk to the size of a monitor.

I have confided myself to the same spaces until they felt liminal – like waiting rooms for a life that was happening elsewhere.

Same room. Same streets. Same faces.

I don’t notice the cage until I step out of it.

That’s why travel always hit me so hard. Distance forces clarity. It shakes me awake. I am sleepwalking. All those choices made to build repetition, and how, in little ways, I’ve stopped yourself from trying.

Travel shows me the wonderful world outside the one I created. Yet, vacations never last.

Eventually, I have to pack the bag. I have to come home. Sometimes, the routine itself is the siren’s call – luring me back to the safety of the known. I adopt a few changes, place a souvenir on the shelf, and then the cycle repeatsI

So, I decided to break the cycle.

Two weeks ago, we pressed pause. A gap year. No work. No commute. Just me, my wife, and my son.

It’s been two weeks into this experiment, and I am breathing, at times hyperventilating but even then it’s fun. I don’t think I could have penned this without the silence – without the time to simply pause.

it doesn’t have to be black-and-white thinking. I realize that I don’t have to be in a novel place to change my perspective.

I don’t need a plane ticket to escape. All I need to do is shuffle my feet, crouch down, or stand on my tiptoes to look at what I am doing from a different angle.

The grass isn’t greener on the other side. It’s greener where you care for it – water it, patch it and give it sunlight. Even the most magical, inspiring place I’ve visited is “the boring backyard” of another person’s life.

So, I want to see the world. But, I also want to capture the adventure right here. To bring back spontaneity. To do something different.

It brings a smile back to my face. Every day felt new when I was a kid. I didn’t need to change homes; I just looked at the world with hungry eyes.

I am excited to see what this year will bring. I certainly intend to explore more of the beautiful world out there with my family. But I know I cannot find the answer only there.

Because I want to widen the aperture of the world I’ve created. And the answer is inside of me, refusing to narrow it again.

Spontaneity is enriching. It’s accessible. And for the first time in a long time, it’s under my control.

Just a new perspective.

🧿

#adventure #boredom #Life #monotony #musings #opinions #philosophy