No, not the crap at Wallyworld, the other crap, we all buy stuff accepting at face
value for what it’s worth (not much). You know, the news that’s not really the news,
the statements of fact that are actually insults, the comedy that’s not really funny,
anything that’s sold as is, when it ain’t as is. Be careful what you accept, especially
when it’s jammed down your throat, or at least try to see it as it really is.
Let me be clear, real clear, it’s the spirit in the words, not just the words, in case there
are other words trying to hijack, misunderstand, imitate, or impart meaning for you.
Just to clarify that meaning, you know, to understand the why, not the
other words. Kinda brief I know, but that’s the truth.
It’s a really bad habit, it seems the whole world is suffering, even tho they’re
really not. Symptoms include not happy unless miserable (not really happy
inside), your ass is cracked, something is wrong every day. Fortunately
Sister Merry Sunshine is here with the solution, and no it’s not another pill.
It’s not necessarily gonna fix you, in fact your ass is prolly gonna be cracked
the rest of your natural life. Deal with it. But the person that has to listen to
your crap every day is gonna love this solution. Just stop . Everyone has
problems, very real problems, be the solution.
I coulda been a doctor!
Turning boundless self-confidence into arrogance, we all do it, we “think we know”.
It’s a bet, there is no real certainty, we assume. It’s really shameful, either we know,
or we don’t know, there is no “think we know”, but we fool ourselves. Usually we
win that bet, tho sometimes we don’t, like so many other words the real definition is
lost, fiction tries to becomes fact, the truth is not the truth, it’s sold
(for want of a better word) and we buy it.
memyselfnie 