Don't argue or settle, outside the true compass of your soul,  for the bestest of  the luckiest luck, the greatest of transmutating  miracles, or the magical once-in-a-cosmic-kalpa opportunity.  Life, ordinary life,  is so much, so much reclaimingly more than these almost irresistable percolative (yet passing) numinousities .  Hey,  Just, simply instead, be you.  For once.  And for all.  Just be you.  Settle down.  Assume a warrior's stance and take a good look-around.   Embrace the externally-characterized, sometimes enemy-demeaned and sometimes unappreciative others' under-rated characterization of your 'ordinary' life.  Granted, it is, most likely, a rag of uninterpretable, outwardly-disjointed discontinuities.  Yet, it is, at the heart of hearts, and unbeknowst to all such unworthy moment-worshipers of such samsarically delusional outwardly-viewing nows,  a micro-internally and macro-externally golden (beyond-all-elemental transmortal  expressions) most genuine instance of one's evolving, ever-glorious more always becoming self.   Just be this single, ever-unique, love-destined, truly inexpressible (though it's often just gobs off fun to spend some heart and intelligence contemplating the inner clown expanding innocence of)  You.   Screw!   But (not?) you!  (With my love, as it is possible for me, only because it is possible for you) surge forth ever true.  And when you refreshingly and with joy-beyond-assail find your true self (again and again and again), kindly on some perfectly warm summer day, remember me kindly.

For at that point in your spiritual growth and awareness, I'll probably need a whole heap of some kind of buddying.