[Morning freewrite]
In the words of Henry Miller (whose works I cannot find here) I am singing!

My body thrums with the light of morning.  The vibrancy of the dew on grass
is the cadence of my pulse.  nothing that was shall be again because I have
come alive again!

After a few days of depression I have finally snapped back.  This is a
glorious day, is it not?  I am slowly losing faith in anything but exercise
to impact my mood.  Is that bad?  Perhaps.  We shall see what all is out
there to be thought.  Later!  Later!

Am I sliding into manicness?  I think not, although this paragraph and the
ones preceeding certainly are tinged with a hint of it.  There is more
balance right now.  Perhaps this will end by tonight.  We'll see.

Mood swings are awful.  Perhaps the worst thing that can befall a person.
They change the thoughts and feelings that course through a boys brain in
too quick waves.  No time to adjust, the ways of life will never end.
Things just keep pounding back and forth like surf upon the rocks.

The East Coast beaches are so different from the West.  Continental Shelf
and all that.  I wonder how that affects people.  I know that I'd much
rather be here for swimming (and yet, I have only gone swimming in the ocean
once....) Which is more beautiful, though.  So many thoughts -- because life
is always tradeoffs.  Never a straight answer, things are always gray.

What do  you think of love being the great healer?  The energy that drives
all things?  Is this a uniquely European attitude?  I thikn it might be.  I
think that something we could term Universal Love influences much of Eastern
Thought.  But it is vastly different.  Union with all of creation.  While
love in the European sense is union with a segment of creation (name'ly, your
significant other.)  What does this mean?  What does it mean?  Nirvana is a
statement of love.  Which is why it is so highly to be sought.
Enlightenment is not just a thought.  All things spiritual are a mixture of
thoughts and feelings.  Striving towards the ultimate feeling.

I think we have greatly lost that.  We have stopped in our pursuit of what
is emotional and started only pursuing what is thought, mental.  We must
stop.  The emotion is as strong and powerful as thought.  Or perhaps, the
emotion is the root of our power and energy.  Thought is how we shape it.
Or perceive it.  Don't know.  Need more experience to understand this fully.
But it seems right intuitively.  On the other hand, it could just be my
Western mind which has been trained tosee the dichotomy between thought and
emotion that therefore deinfes this unification in terms of unifying these
two elements.

[End morning freewrite]