Life after door kicking.

Tag: discipline

  • Life’s a garden gotta dig it, and weed it, and fertilize…

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    Life has a way of filling idle moments with noise—regrets, imagined slights, and endless loops of “what if.” I’ve learned that letting the mind wander unchecked is like leaving soil untended: weeds take over, choking the space meant for growth. Energy, if not directed, becomes mischief in the mind. That’s why I’ve chosen to put…

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  • Rage by a Thousand Cuts — A First-Person Stoic Reflection

    This morning wasn’t destroyed by one big thing.It was wrecked by a thousand tiny irritants — a soggy dish towel left in the sink, my son taking the last two bananas probably to smoke out of, chores undone even after I gave extra money, him dragging his feet and making everyone late, my wife getting…

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  • Let’s get one thing straight: socialism has worked before. Once. In a war camp with spears.

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    “He trained his fellow-citizens to have neither the wish nor the ability to live for themselves.” —Plutarch, on the Spartan lawgiver Lycurgus Socialism Worked Once—in Sparta. And Y’all Aren’t Man Enough to Be Spartans Sparta was the original communist wet dream—no private wealth, no individual luxury, shared property, mandated equality, state-raised children, and universal military…

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