Sunday, February 11, 2007
Drawing Straws
Society is maddening. If only I could have been born lucky like Jesus, or Samael Aun Weor. All the answers were delivered to them in simple terms - there was no debating it. They didn't have to knock on any doors. But were they happy? Did it matter?I think about these things as I'm doing the laundry, that happiness is relative, and means nothing anyway. As happy as one thinks he is, someone else might call him diseased. It probably feels the same to him, though. He might not give a damn either way. He just wants his clothes cling-free so he can go cruising for pussy and burgers.
Can a human being really know himself? Is there anything to know? And if so, at this stage in our evolution do we have the brainpower? Should I really give a damn, or just put the clothes in the dryer?
MYW at 9:31 PM
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