The Composite Human

We have agency in regards to the direction we go, but otherwise, we are all equally guided by the pull.

It is no compact spiraling disc silently shredding us and swirling us to its center. Nor is it of the mind, an emotion perhaps like greed. Rather, the pull is the mind itself, every facet of it, abstract and concrete.

Just as the stomach eternally demands and marches toward sustenance, so too does our brain compel us to absorb.

To achieve your ideal self through painstaking labor, and to then effortlessly, permanently reap the benefits of that ideal self—this is impossible. The bodybuilder must work out continuously if he wants to maintain his muscles. Likewise, the mind must always be steered in the direction of one’s desired thoughts or else it will drift. We are not cars—we aren’t given an autopilot.