Philosopy from confusion

As I’ve wandered in confusion over the actions of various people over the past month or so I’ve learned loads and loads of things from these choicely terrible and awkward experiences and reading various things. There can be and is a way of living where we aren’t all shackled by fear. They are always on about “it” oh we’re trying to find “it” well what is it? And here’s my two cents, it’s about not being oppressed by time, not being oppressed by the idea of the journey. That life begins here and ends over here, so you grant yourself a little bit of freedom in the moment, that you allow yourself the privilege of spontaneity. The main thing I’ve gathered is that if you aren’t governed by fear, you can live truthfully and find a kind of beauty, but if you are inhibited and fearful you will live a prescriptive existence. But once you get behind the hedonistic first impulse of that philosophy, you find you need to focus on something wider, more permanent, beautiful and valuable. And it makes you think you want to do something truly worthwhile.