I find it easy to point out what is wrong in something. Even in the things I love – I sometimes slip into simply pointing to the experience of the thing: “it is small, that is bad – why would one want a thing like that to be small? It should be larger.” This comes so clearly from a state of desire. I want a thing that is similar, but larger. There is no bad in such a case. In past I’ve too quickly made critical remarks about a thing in such a state of desire. It feels childish now. If I can’t find the good in something from now on, I’m going to chalk it up to desire. I’ve been surprised too many times in past by things I, in a more distant past, disdained with the whole of my body. I will henceforth do my best to portray my dislike for something as a dissatisfaction. (This also allows for the belief that those that create a thing were hopefully in a state of mind of enjoying that which they created).

This is about music, though, this Records. Not just things. It feels fresher to listen again without Bad. Way better.