Monday, March 23, 2009
character contents
The contents of the characters we create clash from time to time on various levels, sub-levels, and particle levels that can have no measure. Sure we want the simple things in life. The general things we feel we need in order to function at the social level we desire; if we so choose that route, are essential to a point and only for particular groups of individuals who believe the sales pitch of what success should look and feel like. A Great job that pays lots of money; multiple rides of various kinds and colors; A kicking spread fully loaded, etc. This is social order and it is led by what we are used to and feel we need to see more of. Well, if all we see is crap, then the only thing new we can look forward too is different versions of that same crap. These forces live outside us and are not responsible for our character clashes. These things happen as a result of something beyond our control. Our contents, our different sides of ourselves, well, they just stumble from time to time as they hit head on on occasion. LLc 98.2
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