Things in life don’t have to always be neat, organized, or perfect all the time in order to have happiness.
How to destroy something beautiful
How I did it: I destroyed everything I previously believed in. I questioned everything I was told to the core. I cast aside everything I previously held onto. It was an exhausting a mental journey; the trip took a total of 13 years- from the day I was taught to blindly believe in catholicism to the day I opened my eyes to the world of logic and reasoning. My family resents me for it, but it was completely worth it. I regret nothing, and in exchange, I gained everything.
Lessons & tips: Stay strong and persistent. The journey is a long one. It is not for the weak minded.
Resources: Self enlightenment.
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To destroy something you see as beautiful, unique or immeasurable, it shows that we are all human. What you may see as beautiful someone else could hate, loathe, despise or think is disgusting. Not everyone thinks it is beautiful so it could be something people rejoice over or an event others see as catastrophic.
So it’s unoriginal. I’ve never been good with words, and I see no problem with using good movie quotes. Besides, I think it’s important to challenge your beliefs in order to understand why you have them. The unexamined life is not worth living, or something like that.
Maybe you have to take something for granted in order to appreciate it.
i saw a photo of her last night… i was so close..but i couldnt… she’s to fucking beautiful.
I was thinking that if you destroy something people really love then it will always be remembered better because of all the hype.
So the only way someone could improve the mona lisa would be by destroying it, because people would think of it better, so destry a piece of good art, and people will always like it more.
I will find a place. I will find a thing. I don’t know exactly. Obviously it can’t be a person since that would cost me a life term in prison…
Something that is not mine. To feel that kind of angry laziness… I’ll try and fail.
headapollo mostly comes out at night, mostly
I burned some logs on a fire and watched as they were slowly consumed. Now, I should point out, these logs did possess beauty; they were covered in different mosses and lichens and had unusual patterns.
What I thought about while they were burning was how many similiar bits of wood existed in the forest and how their beauty was not unique in a sense but nonetheless absorbing. Also, in their destruction, a new beauty was formed; that of the dancing flames.
is destruction really that cathartic? tibetan buddhists do the thing with all the sand and the intricate picture, and then let it blow away, which i imagine is very enlightening. but what if you destroy something beatiful that isn’t yours? Someone’s priceless work of art, or a tree? is it wanton rage and jealousy, or is it an attempt to force others to enlighten themselves? Can we tell?
headapollo mostly comes out at night, mostly
When we destroy something we perceive as beautiful it frees us from the delusion that everything is static and we realise that things die, fade or are destroyed. No matter what emotion we attach to an external object, nothing can save it from the void. At that moment of realisation, we can learn to truly love.






