I don’t mind what crutch I use
for feeling better than now –
as long as my untouchable
pre-rational assumptions allow
space for the measure that
presents itself, it has to meet
my criterion of promoting freedom,
benevolent universe and beauty,
luckily the books I love is waiting
at home, with a book in my hand
I’m never alone, life can be as
meaningless as it is, if my mind
travels beyond sensory experience
I can exist in bliss even if nothing
changes in reality… Apparently,
my arguments have no substance;
I agree, if you say so, you must be
right – if you are not, I’ll live a
horrible life – it is so easy to use
this criterion to determine what’s
right and wrong – what YOU say
is right, what I say is wrong – viola
problem solved! You judge her for
doing the same thing I do all the
time, agreeing with YOU to keep
the peace – if I had chosen wrong
at the beginning, I would have been
stuck as she was, I had been thinking
about my choice of a starting point
since I was nine, but what about
people who never did, learning only
by experience?
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
-
“This boy’s gonna make it” – ‘n heildronk op my ma, Annemarie: Dit gaan soms broekskeur om met familie klaar te kom want "Famil...
-
Found a perfect rendition of the Arabic alphabet on the Internet, trying to remember the letter KHa is pronounced with a guttural G... -
Looking for the good, ignoring the sad (anything we dislike), according to Abraham’s (Esther Hick’s) website: “You cannot look at what you ...
No comments:
Post a Comment