25/4/19 ###Day 115 The Journey from bum to God

I will win 1 day at a time:

1. Wake up latest 7:00 am - Woke up at 3:00 pm
2. Exercise 1 hour in the morning - No go
3. Eat 16/8  starting 2:00 pm - Ate peanut butter sandwich
4. Exercise 1 hour in the afternoon - Raining cats and dogs
5. Eat LCHF at 8:00 pm - Had rice, cordial syrup and red bean bun
6. Sleep at 11.00 pm - Sleep at 1:00 am

That's the minimum to win the day.

It's already Thursday.  Time really flies.

What marks a good artist?  A singer or a musician for example.  Anybody can sing and play music, the good ones are the ones that can produce.

As a writer I should be able to write.  The act of writing is me being productive.

You know who makes good writers Sarah? Farmers...

Think about it.  They are exposed to the elements, they are one with nature and they have plenty of time between harvest.

Another category of people that make good writers are bums.  To be a writer you need plenty of time.  Isn't that what bums have the most?

I am a bum Sarah.  I have plenty of time.  I have so much time that I can even waste it away.  For example I have so much time that I can spend it on thinking.

Aaah...  You might be saying, thinking is a rare commodity because people simply don't have time to spend on it.

Precisely Sarah.  In Earl Nightingale's The Strangest Secret a question was asked, "What's wrong with men today?"

The answer was, "Men simply don't think."

Now, if you connect the dots, that makes me a Homo Sapiens; the Thinking Man.  Thus, by having plenty of time, I am a man fully functioning.

Doesn't that make me a God then?  Because a God is none other than a man fully functioning.

Time is the real essence here.  Those who control time control destiny.

 Hence whether I was the Clockwork Orange or currently the Gyro Horology, I am none other than the Blind Watchmaker.

Therefore in order for me to ascend to where I belong, all I need to do is to spend my time thinking about how to be the best I can be and ACT upon it.

Only then all matters within my control will be mine.  

If I cannot make the best of what I have, which is ultimately my time, then what's the point of me being alive?  I am not living my life to the fullest and thus I am not productive.

Which means, the only way for me to remain productive is to keep on reading, running and writing.

That is my essence as a god.

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