I Might Wish I was a Dragon, But Eddie's Glad I'm Not

The way life appears to us really depends on the moment. Our perspective influences our perception, and how we are feeling has everything to do with our perspective. Imagine you are pure spirit, detached from the flesh, and with the ability to see all of reality. Not just the world as our poor human senses perceive it, but as it truly is. Can you imagine that? Of course not. We aren't pure spirit, but stuck within this physical body of flesh and blood. Well. I suppose if you are some kind of transcendent zen master, it might be possible to stand outside your body, and be at the center of things. Just a thought.
Some days when I awake, I feel neutral. After I've gone out and tortured myself by jogging, I start to actually feel like life isn't such a bad thing. Other days, I awake under a dark cloud. These are days that I wish I could take a sledgehammer to the workings of the world. I don't, however. I believe negativity breeds negativity. The same being true for violence. But that doesn't stop me from having days when I wish I were capable of being violent. Not randomly, of course. Against enemies of Humanity. You know, like tyrants, dictators. And yes, the Republican Party. Luckily, my Mother raised me to have great respect for life, even when that life seems pointless and destructive. 
But there are days when I awake feeling like I am the dark cloud, instead of having one over me. Or, if you will, the Dragon in me rises to the surface. It's appropriate. I was born in the year of the Dragon. The trick for me, is to channel my anger at the petty, destructive, ignorant, greedy, and selfish actions of the unenlightened, into constructive and productive actions of my own. Isn't that what an ancient, and exceedingly wise Dragon would do? (Ok, I am not only not ancient, but I can't really claim to be all that wise, either). Emotions, like anger, can cloud our minds. Well, my mind at least. We are (OK, I am, anyway), only human, and as human, we will not be able to divorce ourselves from our emotions. But we can choose to see the world in a wider perspective, and channel our emotions into worthwhile actions. 
Albert, meanwhile, tells me I'm full of sh--. According to what I can make of his bearish language, he says there's only life. You're either eating dinner, or you are dinner. And if you're eating dinner, you better enjoy it. 'Cause something will be eating you soon enough. He's a cheerful guy. 
Have a good dinner.