Suffering.

I wonder how much pain is necessary for life, and how much is just us living sloppily. I've been asking myself this the last few weeks. Over and over.

I think people often torture themselves unnecessarily. Whether they're delving into drama, wallowing in self loathing, putting themselves into bad situations, or simply neglecting their own happiness. I see my friends going through these things and it makes me sad. I'd rather be numb and happy. Not numb in the dispassionate sense, numb in the non-tortured sense. A little more like the buddha, a little less like the Jesus.

How's this for a good band name, "Big on the Buddha"? As in, "he's big on the Buddha, she's big on the buddha, we're all big on the buddha". Like that. And they could write songs about suffering and detachment. It'd be great.

Sorta like Stabbing Westward, just with more Buddha.

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