Nirvana on a Family Road Trip

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“It is what it is,” says the commentator on the public radio broadcast.

Truer words have never been heard. Or maybe they have.

Stop trying to conquer the world. Just sit and notice your foggy breath

On the automatic windows and watch these billboards fly by.

 

There is no mold for you to fit into,

And you can’t really make your own.

Nothing new is ever created, nor destroyed.

Simply fall in line at the drive thru and order your nuggets and fries.

 

There’s no such thing as high or low stakes.

Judging every movement will only empty your tank.

You can’t run under that kind of pressure.

You’re neither losing nor winning, just existing and watching.

 

You’re going to be okay, no matter what.

Don’t let anyone convince you otherwise.

That is the whole and only point of existance, curiosity.

That’s why we love art, beauty.

 

That’s why we travel miles to meditate over

Monuments and landscapes and roadside attractions like

South of the Border and giant balls of yarn.

Just pay a little pleasant attention.  That’s all.

 

You can grin every now and then,

But always travel back home, knowing this:

Nothing is either good or bad.  We’re all in neutral, and

You exist only to observe.

 

Don’t try to avoid conflict or pursue happiness.

Pain is not punishment; pleasure is not a reward.

There are no journeys, no destinations.  Just winding curves.

Your cells exist to seek equilibrium, and you are merely awareness.