This Ryan Holiday cat I mention endlessly. There's something about him. I like his writing. But I hate it too. He's constantly showing this duality himself. The articles he writes are mostly nice. They're written like shit sometimes, so carelessly, the spelling errors and the missing words. But there are hints of greatness in them too, in these articles. He's close to being very, very good. I follow his Twitter, Holiday's. I do love Twitter. He tweets lots of quotes—philosophers, writers, people. There are replies and comments to other tweets on his Twitter too. And every once in awhile, you see this darker side of him. Like anger, when he snaps back. He laughs at us peasants with so few followers. He sits on his perch and points. It's nasty stuff, this attitude. I could rip apart his writing really, in my anger, in return. I don't. I do here, only a bit. But he's a good marketer, anyway, manipulative—the tricks to get more eyes. How he gets more readers. But he does write decently enough. And that writing is becoming better and better. And it's nice to see, the practice. He has books that sell anyway, end of story.
It's these quotes he posts. They catch my attention. Most of the time, I read a quote, and I'm fireworks. Yes! That's the stuff, indeed. You said it perfectly, you found.
But sometimes, it's a dark alley, the quote. No, no, that's not the stuff. I disagree. Who said that? It was Schoepenhaur? Well, who cares? It's still shit. I don't agree. And not only do I not agree, but I've proven differently in my own life even.
And I think, that any quote you find can be like this, that you can find its opposite, too, in another quote. Happiness is the journey, one quote says. But the journey is shit too—airports, planes, bus stations, buses, trains—traveling. The important thing is the destination. Where are you going? That, you must know. But I understand the happy-journey thing. You attract what you're like.
Or with quotes that give advice on writing. Maybe one quote says, that keys on a keyboard set a nice pace to whatever it is you're writing, typing. But maybe another quote recommends writing by hand, to slow your thoughts. You can only do one or the other at a time, now. So which is it?
It's only those quotes we notice, which catch our eyes, with which we agree. Like little pieces of ourselves we recognize. Everything has been said before. With which side of the coin do we align? Heads or tails? That's it.
Like if someone says to me that I'm crazy. Well, okay. I say that you're crazy too, just like that, just as easily. Who's to say really? It's right and wrong. What's accepted and what's not? It's yin and yang, black and white, the good and the bad, duality. But it's all one really, one's and zero's, turned on only in different sequences, this or that.