Recorded: January 30th, 2024. Location: Paddington, NSW. Sponsor: @whatasesh Running & Mindfulness retreats. Register for my mentorship! ⁠Fill it out the form here. Guest: Angus Armstrong.⁠ THOUGHT SHEET 4.0:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://thethoughtsheet.com/⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Join my Instagram Channel: "One Percenters" via @joshlynott Journal Prompt: What is my relationship to spontaneity? POEM: Make space. - Josh Lynott You mentioned it yesterday, I booked it tonight. The plane took off, I landed before the flight. A squeeze on time, a leap into the wind Time is best balanced, whilst dancing on a whim. You're stuck in a cell, with four tiny walls. A21, Monday, at eleven hundred you have three calls. These people, these places, building your tower I don't want to live here, stop taking my power. Make a move they won't guess. Can't guess! Shouldn't guess. Get under their skin Like a game of chess. I have time, you have time. I use mine, and you spend yours. This isn't a job, and you think it's a game. I'm losing, I'm losing, I'm losing. I'm sorry you chased fame. Bend the rules, stop the clock. You can't stop the clock, so why did you try? You wanted more time. That's right. Now you see the value, it's so sweet and bright. This isn't a poem, because I don't know the rules. I was meant to be in a meeting, but I'm writing these lines. Will they care if I go or miss the show? They won't. Nobody does. Until somebody does. So what do you do? Make space, but don't build a cell. Magic only enters, in a place with no spells. Read by Angus Armstrong: https://larchhaven.blogspot.com/2021/02/one-of-my-loved-ones-remarked-today.html --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/josh-lynott-project/message