The 100 Day Oath

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I was gifted with an excellent internal clock, yet i am also a hostage of my own slothfulness. They say time is money. I say time is Life.

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For the past 10 months i had been working a toxic full time job at a Michelin Restaurant downtown. Often working evening to late shifts. I worked as a Kitchen Porter of whom's responsibility was not just cleanliness of the work environment, but also other aspects such as my entire team's health and safety as i ensure smooth operations around the kitchen (any and all problems falls on the shoulders of the Kitchen Porter, who's also a cleaner, handyman, waste management, stock management, deliveries). I often worked long exhausting, physically taxing shifts, and often times i was the last one out.

But throughout my 10 months i figured a lot of shit out alone in that pot wash room. I noticed that i was developing extremely bad eating habits, due to finishing my late shifts, which affected my sleep, my energy levels, my stamina, my mental faculties. Fuckin job was killin me!

So i started to track what i was doing day to day and noticed a problem: i am wasting too much time.

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Right around this time i had learnt something called the 100 Day Oath. The premise is simple: vow to do something for 100 Days (a little over three months). A vow is a personal oath, more than a promise or a goal. In knowing the inherent power of an Oath i also came to know the challenges of keeping an Oath alive; it requires integrity, a diamond-focused mind to see it through, and of course the resolve to realize such Oaths daily. Yo listen that sounds like my type of smoke!

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My Oath is simple: spend more time actualizing my daily building blocks...

  • (Pure Land) Buddhism
  • Wing Chun
  • Health & Relaxation
  • More time with Nature
  • Extricate The System

Whether it is in my daily prostrations in front of the Buddha, for my beloved Comrades and my beloved deceased (word up, you live in my heart, and i live for you); or my Kung Fu practices; or streamlining my days so that i have more time for freedom and less time for bullshit, i have found this 100 Day Oath a great addition to my life.

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It's a paradox actually, as after focusing on a specific set of tasks for 100 days, i've found that my life has entered into the hemispheres of Hakuna Matata and "Less is More".

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What did Lao Tzu say about "daily decrease, not increase" in the Dao De Jing?

I don't need much, i just need Time, and i'm not letting Time slip from me anymore fuck all that bullshit.

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I am wearing that exact Seiko V with a white dial right now. Great minds think alike.

Thanks!

It's a beautiful watch, whether what dial or black. I prefer negative dials though, just as i like my coffee black.

Need to replace the glass-face due to it being scratched up hard.

What you doin wearing a 35mm case watch? They only for small wrister's like me!

I guess the calcium needed for thick wrists and the broad skeletal structure I was genetically provisioned just wasn't available when I was scrounging my suppers as a child. Metals are leached out of the rainforest soils in SE Alaska. Buck deer eat eggs for the calcium in the shells, and baby birds for their bones, so they can grow antler every year there, but no one told me that. It took me a long time to put much meat on my bones, but a couple decades of logging, fishing, and construction work eventually did the trick. It didn't thicken my wrists, though. Too late for that. My gracile joints are my weak point, and I have abused them until I am 100% disabled according to medical doctors. I just muscle through anyway, which is how I injured them in the first place. I was surprised to discover I could literally pull my joints apart, or smash them into pulp, pushing them too hard. Scrips mitigate the pain.

I love the automatic Seiko V's. I have a dress Orient Bambino I keep off jobsites and let the metal band of the Seiko V take the abuse of the daily grind. The domed crystal of the Bambino would suffer in such conditions, as would the leather strap. That also has the white face, because it's easier to read in darker conditions. It just amazes me Seiko can sell these incredibly intricate and precise automatics for ~$100. I charge that much just to trim out a window FFS. How they can mine, refine, smelt, forge the hundreds of tiny, precisely machined pieces, and assemble them into fine timepieces that I can smack with a hammer almost daily without harm completely flabbers my gast.