The Procrastinators Liberation Front (PLF)

I notice that there are others like me — scattered, too many things to do, not enough time to do it, and they wish everyone would just let them live the way they want to live. I got these people together, I see their pain, I hold unconditional love for them, and I decide to act on their behalf — I start a movement.

My movement, the Procrastinator Liberation Front (PLF), claims that concepts like "deadlines" and "punctuality" are oppressive constructs designed to unjustly marginalize my scattered mind. I demand that all people abolish calendars, time, and dates entirely.

Suppose I do field advocacy work and I find a passerby and ask them: "Do you wish the world stopped putting demands on you?" And suppose they respond yes. And then I say, "Do you wish you could do more of what you want to do?" And they say yes. And then I ask, "Would you want a world where you have total agency and control over what matters to you? Where you're free to live as you wish?" And they say yes. Then I tell: "It's clear you care about my cause. And if you truly care and love it, you'll put this sign on your lawn that says 'Stop the Timers Now'". The person says "no, that's crazy, get away from me, you're nuts..." In spite of the insults, I hold unconditional love for the passerby, and for myself and my mistake.

In the above scenario, unconditional love manifested in a few places:

• My unconditional love for a group of people like me
• My unconditional love for the passerby who insulted me
• My unconditional love for myself

I hold unconditional love for myself because I made a mistake. I gave the passerby an unfair offer: "if you care about [x], then you'll do [y]". That's not fair. Who am I to say how someone should act if they care about my case? I forgive myself for my mistake: I did what I did because it's what I thought was right at the time, reflecting now as a different person I know I'll act differently moving forward, and in spite of that, I love myself unconditionally.

I hold unconditional love for the person who insulted me. Yes, they called me nuts and crazy, that's okay though. I know I'm not nuts and I'm not crazy. And I know they're acting in a way they think is right at that moment. While I disagree with their word choice, it's okay, they're just words... they don't change me. I can still hold unconditional love for that person and hope they achieve their greatest possible fulfillment.

I hold unconditional love for my fellow PLF members. I see their plight, it's just like me. I want us to achieve our greatest fulfillment. And going forward, we won't be stopping people on the street and asking for their time.