The Perennially Apposite

"Most daemoniacal of all shocks is that of the abysmally unexpected and grotesquely unbelievable."
"... this comfort in suffering is the last resort of the hopelessly trapped ego, trying desperately to find a way of doing the right thing..."
"... wait without thought... so the darkness shall become light, and the stillness the dancing..."
"... some sort of passive mirror which merely reflects experience..."
"Look as I may, I will find no knower - only knowing; no doer - only doing."
"... the Indestructable dares all extremes..."
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~HP Lovecraft


disappointments will be your failure; your own self-deception and self-doubt will condemn you
Only those that truly see what it is to climb - only those who are the best of themselves can surpass their doubts and inhibitions, and join me for the spectacular view from here. It's getting awfully boring looking at it alone.
I wait to be truly surprised by something - anything - because there really is nothing else that matters.

I abandon myself to inanition - it reigns me as my purpose, then.

Patience is my absolution, and I quietly watch the rare and beautiful forms of humanity play out before me; there only for me to appreciate, because I can no longer touch them - I could never touch them. My smile protrudes as my heart sinks, knowing all too well that its saturnity is the consequence of my own delight. How silly such a feeling is, however, even as rich and bitter food, so too is all feeling better when noted and savored but cursorily.

I know there are those that would contest me on a philosophical and political basis for this, but I think that most people would behoove themselves to take one simple thing into consideration: objectivism - in the sense that one is completely and irrevocably accountable for oneself and no one else.
If one fails to be responsible for oneself, regardless of fault, one cannot possibly be of any use to anyone else - one would be a potential hurt to all others, despite well-meaning intentions.

Be honest to the point of pain; be detached to the point of objectivity; be understanding and compassionate to yourself so you may be compassionate and understanding with others; face your fears; once you have passed through them, you'll realize that it wasn't so bad after all, that the darkness really wasn't there. No matter what the outcome, it was the journey that matters.

From love to peace: a response to the error in the practice of detachment:
Be careful: detachment and deprivation/isolation are not the same thing. Detachment doesn't mean that you can't have enjoyment and be sociable; it means that you are not affected in negative ways by what goes on around you because of a lack of control over how you feel. When you are attached to something, it clouds your judgment: you anger easily and love passionately (passion means misery) because of need and dependency. This usually results in defensiveness and unhappiness. Detachment is a lack of dependency on those things around you and the reactions to which you cannot control. It is the allowance of taking pleasure in small things that might not always be good, but they are only capable of affecting you in ways that you permit them, because you are detached from dependency.
This, like most things, constitutes a semantic misunderstanding. Detachment in a general understanding of one ignoring the world around him and aspects of one's own existence is not healthy. Detachment from dependencies, however, allows for operating freely without constraints of defensiveness and fear. Thus, you should be able to detach yourself from a situation in order to observe its nature with as little bias as possible. To do so, you must not be emotionally invested upon the outcome.
A healthy detachment comes when you can quiet your mind from emotional excess so that you can allow yourself to see what is really there instead of what you tell yourself. Emotions have their purposes, but they are bombarded and wholly over-extended because of the environments, "entertainment," and food chemicals we are subjected to. To quiet the mind allows you to detach from some aspects and reattach to others: such as the "universe" as Crowley describes it, or "source" as does Wayne Dyer.

Having peace and quiet around you and your being is not easy to live with; things become futile and purposeless because there's no reason for it all except what reason you allow it to have - it becomes painfully obvious that all your suffering is meaningless, and that is also hard to accept. This is why most people strive to maintain a religious faith, because that degree of futility and self-definition is hard to live with: namely, can one live happily without mattering?

But what of the ability and power to define the entirety of your own existence...

How divine