I was going to talk about the futility of egoic thought patterns a bit more, but I decided to talk about the state of my shit instead.
I just took a dump, which was mostly just gas. I was fully present for my taking the dump, and it was extremely enjoyable.
Passed some solid logs, and with it, all my problems. I am very clear when I got rid of a lot of my shit.
Having the logs of shit pass my anus was very enjoyable. It was life taking a dump through me. It was very cool. There is soul in shitting.
