It was supposed to be about my nine compartments of gurus
(COGS). I wanted to tell everyone about my gurus. The sky friends
and the vegan life coach and Darby and James Altucher.
“Gu” means "dark gooey attachment." Attachments are terrible things that make you steal hair elastics from Loblaws and not recycle your peanut butter jar. Fortunately, there is also a roo, which means “a (liberating) ray of light.” About.com puts brackets around liberating. That’s probably because you have to choose for your gurus to liberate you. Or not. Take the brackets off. Or leave them on. Find the eternal and internal spaciousness of your pelvis. Or forget about it. Steal the hair elastics. Or pay for them. The peanut butter jar has a similar story, but it involves a sink and a clear blue recycling bag.
Yesterday, I must have left the brackets around the liberating because all I could see was the goo around my pelvis and I couldn't write a thing. The goo was so hideous and abundant that me and the dog and the Boatman almost drowned.
I didn't want to resort to stealing hair elastics or throwing away the peanut butter jar, so I emailed James Altucher. He was supposed to be in the guru self-help book that I was supposed to write in 3 to 7 days. I got the whole idea from James's book "I was blind, but now I see." (P.S. I have noticed that very successful people are very prompt in responding to emails. I put brackets around this observation, but I could quite easily take them off.) I told James about the goo, and James was very empathetic and told me to focus on what I had to do for the rest of the day. "That's all there is."
Some days are really terrible for writing about gurus. You'd do much better to make hummus. So the Boatman and I went to Canadian tire, and we picked out a blender and that's what we did. Tomorrow's another day for liberating rays of light, but for now we have veggies and dip.
The End.
About.com says that Guru is a math equation with a plus
sign.
Gu + Roo=Guru. “Gu” means "dark gooey attachment." Attachments are terrible things that make you steal hair elastics from Loblaws and not recycle your peanut butter jar. Fortunately, there is also a roo, which means “a (liberating) ray of light.” About.com puts brackets around liberating. That’s probably because you have to choose for your gurus to liberate you. Or not. Take the brackets off. Or leave them on. Find the eternal and internal spaciousness of your pelvis. Or forget about it. Steal the hair elastics. Or pay for them. The peanut butter jar has a similar story, but it involves a sink and a clear blue recycling bag.
Yesterday, I must have left the brackets around the liberating because all I could see was the goo around my pelvis and I couldn't write a thing. The goo was so hideous and abundant that me and the dog and the Boatman almost drowned.
I didn't want to resort to stealing hair elastics or throwing away the peanut butter jar, so I emailed James Altucher. He was supposed to be in the guru self-help book that I was supposed to write in 3 to 7 days. I got the whole idea from James's book "I was blind, but now I see." (P.S. I have noticed that very successful people are very prompt in responding to emails. I put brackets around this observation, but I could quite easily take them off.) I told James about the goo, and James was very empathetic and told me to focus on what I had to do for the rest of the day. "That's all there is."
Some days are really terrible for writing about gurus. You'd do much better to make hummus. So the Boatman and I went to Canadian tire, and we picked out a blender and that's what we did. Tomorrow's another day for liberating rays of light, but for now we have veggies and dip.
The End.
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