Imagine for a moment your size. Consider your size in relation to the universe. Then, consider your size in relation to all that lies beyond the universe; places unseen by any man. Based on this knowledge, is it possible for you to be so bitchy when you can't find the remote control or the neighbors dog craps on your grass? Or is it possible for you to cool out and realize just how invaluable you are when compared to the unknown super-structure of space and time? Being a lousy person will never change the fact that you, like the rest of us, are screwed.
Rude and nasty people miss the ride that never ends. They miss the freedom that lies even beyond the exterior of the universe. They will miss that ride and be relagated to a sphere of hopelessness created by themselves during their negative appearances here on Earth; among other people and among themselves. The Earth is nothing more than a salt piece in one giant martini glass that is sipped and enjoyed by something our imagination cannot grasp in our early stages of development; if you could call it that. Were just over a hundred years outside of the transition from horse to automobile there people! Were thrilled with little cell phones. We have unlimited capacity for bullshit and we only care about what we would rather not care about because we are content with what we see every day; blinded like the lab rat being tested for the effects of herpes. That to me says just how stupid we really are. Have a wonderful and fulfilling day. LLC 98.2
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
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