Balance.

Why is it that even though, as a species, we never seem to be quite
as productive as we think we can be? The zen answer is that we fail
simply by trying. By wanting, and acting on that want, we create
the pain of not having, and the pain of want. And that works out…
until we have to start doing things like paying the mortgage and car
bill and food bill. That requires us to go to work. Work requires us to
succeed. Which, by it’s nature is quite un-zen. So, where does that
leave us? Trying to balance zen and non zen, when zen means that
all things are interconnected, and in fact there is no line separating
this from that. Unless we give up the house and the car and actually
live…

There’s no way that T will dig on that vibe. Though I do see hints of
the answer in simplicity. Complex answers are almost never correct.

P38Pilot
Current meatspace coordinates:
N21 18'42.15" W157 51'32.79
Elevation: 144ft
(accurate to within 11ft)