water Fruits Vegetables Walking Smiling Not taking any unnecessary risks Nuts Kombucha No sugar Seeds Meditation Yoga
Isn't the desire to live longer just the fear of death? I'm becoming closer with death. The "bardo." I believe that. I believe it's a slip into a subconscious world of dreams (and monsters.) And I'm ready to face them. Earthly life is just...boring. What am I gonna do, garden? Watch a sunset? I'd rather fight my demons. That's why I love sleep and especially nightmares so much. I just want to face reality.
avoid all causes of stress as much as i can try not to stress out about doing so eat as diverse a diet as i can keep my mind active encourage imagination dream my own dreams believe in a universe more diverse then people tell each other they want their beliefs to be these things i do that are in my nature are not specifically to extend the duration of my life, other then the furst two. and yes, natural or not, over the years i've developed a non-attraction to most of the things, are disadventagious to health. which i believe are substitutes for the imagination that too many associate maturity with abandoning. i'm still attracted to comfort though, but not to worshiping money to purchase it though, which would be self defeating and self contradictory. and yes i do exert effort, if mostly to exercize the mind. and i refuse to hate the combination of logic and consideration, nor trust the goodness of anything that wishes to be feared. in a universe where nothing has to exist in order to exist, there is plenty of room for anything and everything that wants to, without having to wish to be feared or make war on each other. avoiding an advisarial perspective i think may also help to avoid stress. which doesn't mean having to tolerate intolerance. at any rate, stress is the killer. and pretending to love what you can't isn't stressless either. but consideration not dependent on love or other emotion, makes a lower stress world for everyone to live longer and happier in.
except reality isn't monsters, that's a fantasy of the ego. reality is completely impersonal, and the ego throws a tantrum because it is. the whole point of the bardo, is to learn to accomodate diversity the way reality does. the hungry ghosts are your own intollerance of its doing so. we all have that somewhat, we never get rid of it entirely, but that advisarial perspective is something, it may be part of survival as a child, but is more often contrary to even our personal gratification as adults.
Dead things are preserved by being pickled in alcohol. I say that's a wicked waste of booze, I'm gonna be pickled BEFORE I die, not after, so I add a tot of Brandy to my morning coffee.