A Mnemonic for Cardinal Directions
N: Never forget that among the ruins of your own dying relationships that there
is deep, remarkable joy in knowing the rubble has been a monument of your
capacity to love.
E: Even if, through the heartache and hurt, you have forgotten yourself as a
human being, you aren't alone in your loneliness. You are hardly lost in a private
abyss, but in an abyss that is
S: Shared by humanity as a condition for our right to belong to one another.
Perhaps merely being aware of your place in this unrelenting universe, though
oppressive as it is, also [s]erves as a reminder to be grateful for any meaning
you can grab hold of.
After all, it is an apathetic cosmos; gloom is a rebellion against that
bleakness. A rebellion terrible and awesome - to trudge along the path before
us, in grandness and banality. "One must imagine that Ol' Rock Roller happy," to
paraphrase the brilliant absurdist - though I offer a yet fiercer claim, that he
may be thankful too in bouts of despair that he can roll his boulder once more.
All [e]ffort is rebellion, be it overcoming that terrible heartbreak, charging
against the crushing tides, or merely toiling to harvest in an [e]yeless field
of
W: Wheat
Every mnemonic gets 3 mulligans.
