If everything is dumb and stupid, what matters?
For the body:
Earth,
Fire,
Wind,
Water,
Space.
For the mind:
To hear,
To see,
To taste,
To smell,
To feel.
For life:
To be easy, lotus-like.
For death:
To fall off, leaf-like.
Going back to do the right thing after you forget the first time matters.
Doing what you love matters. That’s just a euphemism for sex; not for finding your passion and shit. So yeah, sex matters. I didn’t see that one coming either.
Play matters.
Other things that matter:
Music.
Dance.
Imperfection.
Femininity.
Conversation.
More finally, now, three things that matter:
People that say have a good day.
That which does not accumulate.
Contradictions.
Meditations 