I know a lot about confusion.

And about wanting to get rid of it, to crush it.

Really, REALLY wanting that.

Drinking confusion into oblivion.

Fucking confusion away.

Smoking weed to cover it up…. only to get it back in my face, tenfold.

Blaming other people for almost anything I hate about life, telling them they’re stupidly confused (so I’m off the hook for a while).

Thinking about confusion, and wanting to understand it.

Thinking a bit more about confusion.

Seeing profound clarity after a very long period of confusion.

Being free from confusion.

FREE!

At least for a bit…

And, after that, being deeply confused about being confused again.

Reading spiritual books to get rid of confusion once and for all.

Reading more spiritual books.

Or Danish police novels.

Or self-help crap.

Wanting to be enlightened, so confusion will be gone forever and bliss is my new buddy.

Meditating away from confusion, or meditating confusion away.

Going to the gym for a brutal unconfusing workout.

Reading some more about confusion, and clarity.

And more.

Until….

Being free from confusion again.

FREEEEE!!!

Writing a book about being free from confusion.

Maybe some blogs too.

Talking about it on tv.

Feeling very unconfused.

Before being very confused again (which is EXTRA confusing).

And after a while, after many confusing experiences and quite some moments of astounding liberation and joyful wisdom, the whole topic seems to become less impactful, less frightening, and less eternally depressing.

It’s there, and it’s not, and it is.

Right now, for example, I find life extremely confusing.

But only when I think about it.

Only when the confusion gets to me and tricks me into solving it.

Which is like solving a swamp in the storm.

Confusion is the feeling of a searching mind.

It doesn’t have to be a big deal.

After a respectable chunk of confusing life, after enough ups and downs and ups, after a bunch of helpful insights, you get to see it as a mildly annoying acquaintance, at most.

In the beginning, you wanted to change them.

Now you’re mostly unimpressed.

Or: I am.

How about you?

Maybe it’s time for some unconfusing coaching?

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