camma

Karma.... Karma chameleon. Haha. Someone who changes their karma. My goal. It just goes to show how the more things change, the more they stay the same.

I guess Boy George believed in karma, at least to some extent. It seems to be a belief system of some note.

My contention is that I am trapped in a karmic cycle in regards to my eating. I am utterly entrenched.

Writing this is causing me to see it in broader, more holistic terms. My karma about eating is interconnected to my actions and karma about other things. It doesn't stand on its own. I'd like to think I can address it in a vacuum.

But how can I ever see things in their interweaving? It is quite confusing. I might have to move to a monastery. I might have to meditate. Like Howard Stern, perhaps. TM. He probably doesn't go to conventions or retreats.

I like how Max and Finley feel about and play with each other.

I have to figure out my karma. But that means that I believe in karma. Do I believe in anything? I believe in what I see. I try to see more than what's on the surface. Some girls that I've loved have that gift, second sight.

Karma karma karma karma chameleon - you come and go, you come and go. Loving would be easy if your colors were like my dreams. Red, gold and green, red, gold and green.

You can look back on your life, and try to determine where your karma began for each particular attribute. Were there things that began in babyhood or early childhood? Is it possible that they started even earlier? I like the limitlessness of this idea. It is also based in reality. The reality of the past, present and future. I can address things. Apparently I can enlist the aid of some kind of deity if I want. But it goes nicely with my preoccupation with self improvement. It gives me tools for conceptualizing my life.