21 hours ago
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
I’m totally out of control.
Those of you who follow me via Facebook probably already know what’s been going on:
-The sex has been wild. Unpredictable. Insane. Empty.
-Yoga and meditation have been tossed aside.
-Any urge to continue my internal/emotional development has evaporated.
The bottom line: I’ve relapsed in a major way. Simplicity has been replaced by a ferocious urge to feed my ego, to fuck ad nauseam and to generally act like a complete asshole.
I don’t know what to do.
Posted by Jack at 7:13 PM
Friday, May 7, 2010
That’s right, I’m now on Skype.
Not sure whether this will eventually turn out to be counterproductive in terms of my simplicity goals but I’m willing to give it a try. The bottom line is that I’m still drowning in emails requesting advice, offering speaking engagements, interviews etc...I’m hoping this can serve to answer more of your questions, even as I get to interact and learn from as many of you as possible.
If you ever want to reach out feel free to send me an email(firstname.lastname@example.org) with the following information:
1.your full name on Facebook;
2.times during the week when you can chat freely;
3.topics you want to discuss.
For security reasons I will contact you via Facebook first so we can set up a time to Skype. Note that depending on demand and availability I might not be able to respond right away.
Have a great weekend everyone,
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Well, it's settled. I'm getting cut. I'm doing the old 'snip, snip'. My little swimmers will soon be no more.
I'm getting a vasectomy.
I have to admit that the decision was harder than I thought it would be. And I'm not even referring to the realities of the medical procedure.
When I first considered this option I didn't really see a coherent argument against it. None of the arguments I came across (“what if you find a person you love who wants kids;” “what if you change your mind;” “not having kids is selfish;” etc...) were really all that persuasive given my motives, my preferences and my own internal ethics.
And then something happened. I'm not sure how I can even describe it. Let's just say that I suddenly felt a twinge of existential guilt. It was almost as if the universe itself could somehow get pissed if I voluntarily eschewed a fundamental imperative shared by all living things. As much as I tried to shake it off I couldn't help but think that by getting a vasectomy I would be committing a crime against nature itself.
And then, just as suddenly, I found a solution to my dilemma that made sense to me. Why not make a bargain with the universe for the right to get a vasectomy? Surely I could offer the universe something more valuable than the chance to nurture a brood of future bike-riding, nature-loving, list-focused, sex-crazed Jacks.
JACK'S BARGAIN WITH THE UNIVERSE
I'm sure you know by now that I'm all about getting a vasectomy. Before you say anything, you should know that I've always been a very big fan and I really, really don't want to piss you off. That is why I want to make you this proposal:
let me have my vasectomy and, in exchange, I commit to spending a certain amount of time and energy every year having a direct, positive impact on children's issues. I'm also going to allocate a certain amount of money in my personal budget to help children in some way.
Now, I know I haven't quite figured out how this is going to work, but I want you to know that I am committed to this.
So, what do you think? FYI, I might make an appointment sometime next week so let me know ASAP.