Another Uneventful Day
In retrospect I see that in day-to-day operations there is just nothing going on. If one partakes of the concept of experience and it’s tag-along buddy karma it’s quite easy to see how one’s life and living experiment is coming full circle. Things come at us full speed ahead and in those emotional times our scales of honor, dignity, justice and the american way come into play. My, my, my. We tend to be such busy little beavers.
Are you catching my drift?1
And so with the lack of experience coming in, in full frontal style, there is little2 to do. Life is pretty much meaningless.3
But there is a different side of so-called ‘life’ to which my tv is ever tuned.
All I can say is…. what a rush!
I believe in karma as much as I believe in the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy and fat ‘ol St. Nick. As a matter of fact I don’t believe in anything at all because in my way of life and living there is something else which exists that defies belief as it’s origin stems from a different place entirely. Go ahead an wrap your mind around that, I dare you.4
For some, problems and issues are an expected way of life.5
I know it can be hard, but go ahead and give it a try. ↩
What an understatement! ↩
You have to step out from the ‘ol comfort zone to understand what I am really saying here and since I’m not taking the time to fully explain what I mean nor how I mean it, well then not much else need be said. ↩
I just realized that my stenographic writing style is leaving out a whole ‘nother dimension of thought. Sorry. ↩
I can’t help it but the laughter echoing off the walls is far too distracting to continue. I’ll try to get that fixed but meanwhile I’ll have to just drop this on the cutting room floor and see what, if anything, comes of it. ↩