Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger

I can’t do this anymore.

Chase the mechanical hare of my preferred future like an innovation greyhound.

My acupuncturist informs me that the qi in my body seperates, hot qi to my head, cold qi to my feet, leaving my stomach cold.

This is followed by anxiety, depression, dysfunction.

Why do I want this preferred future so much, enough to make me sick?

Better to follow the advice of the ancients in the Dao De Jing:

Empty the mind

Vitalise the stomach

Soften the will

Strengthen the character