Handle with Care

My job is not to prevent your pain, you see, it’s to convince you to enjoy the struggle. If you were playing a game and I took away the challenge by helping, you’d get aggravated with me. “Let me do it myself!”, you’d demand. And so it is with life, you see, I’m not to get in your way, only remind you to lighten up and have fun.

Savor the tears and the bruises, feel what it’s like to be alive and care so strongly that you react uncontrollably. But don’t lament too long, never linger on the unpleasant. Make a joke of your troubles, then look around, find what interests you, something that elicits a smile. Nothing need be accomplished under the sun, simply do as you’re driven to do.

And always remember: it just doesn’t matter. Did you lose something? It just doesn’t matter. Did you stumble? It just doesn’t matter. Are you injured? It just doesn’t matter. Are you aggravated? It just doesn’t matter. Are you sorry? It just doesn’t matter. Are you ashamed? It just doesn’t matter. This is not meaninglessness, you see, it’s the simple truth of our fictional existence.

We must care enough to appreciate the plot, but no more. The actions we engage in are such silly endeavors, yet we should lose ourselves to them, savoring our time under the sun. But at any point should you tremble, recall the fiction underlying existence. Anxiousness is a sign of misunderstanding, a seriousness taken too far — let it go. Strive to live lightheartedly and henceforth be satisfied.

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