Wednesday, January 21, 2009
satisfaction
Satisfaction, this is the big question isn't it? Our desire to be satisfied is human first followed by our secondary and useless endeavors to derive supersonic pleasure from things made of cloth, plastic or glass. Satisfaction never comes from the gathering of materials. This only promotes the social self which is a total fabrication. We need not belong to any company but the company we find intriguing. Being with people who naturally feed our spirit of self, the one that is hidden away somewhere in the catacombs of our mind's, is of the utmost importance. From there growth is measurable and worthy of contemplation and reflection. Getting to the point where time has run out for those who drain the spirit can sometimes be arduous and time consuming. Looking for the right avenue to pursue is sticky at best. But the whole idea is to encompass a whole life experience without the burdens of those who care not for such things. After all, it is happiness and satisfaction we seek in this often crowded place. Satisfaction always comes on thick at first. The key is to learn how to thin that dressing out a bit before you soak the lettuce pieces. We all know it is good thick, but once it warms up, it thins out naturally. Interesting in comparison. LLc 98.2
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