Saturday, February 28, 2026
Few know the enthrallment of “winging it.” The universe is winging it. Not even God knows the script. People don’t know what to do when life veers; they freeze and try to rewind the tape. But the universe is rhythm, conspiring with itself, live, in an impromptu dance that keeps going! When you’re “live,” you can’t stop. Good actors aren’t afraid of live performance. They turn variance into gold—maybe even comedy.
People haven’t learned the art of rolling with it. They choreograph preconceived dances and try to make life fit. This makes them appear inauthentic. They are empty beings: contrived, controlled, and scared. Some people don’t have the knack. They are uninspired by the whimsy, thinking they’re following a playbook. Live dangerously? No way! Even if you ran the play exactly like the book said, it’d come out a thousand different ways in each iteration. That’s why you can’t prove anything metaphysically. The experiments come out differently each time. Following advice makes you look like a hack.
You’ll get a knack for it, though: off-the-top-of-your-head living. You are the way, not the instructions. It’s exhilarating to throw away IKEA instructions. You get better at improvising. The more you trust, the more enthralling the dance becomes. It comes out so much more amazing when you conspire and allow your feet to move. The cooperative nature emerges when you allow your body to move, trusting it. That’s real living. Authentic, “live,” whimsical, magical, open, and free. Welcome to “live” living. Trusting everything.
Do you trust? The rhythm of a conspirator is subtle. You can’t go wrong if you ditch the script. Too many of us “need” a recipe before we can whip up a gourmet meal. A real artisan makes it up on the spot, realizing they can’t go wrong. How can you “mess up” an improvisation? Real Living is the transition from “running the play” to being the play itself.