having leapt from the ladder and gotten back on, I'm tempted yet hesitant w/r/t spouting off about finding joy in the utter meaninglessness of life, slacking, and the cultivation of amusement in whatever is going on.
or is that a load of shit?
blah blah blah
suppose I'll get back to work on sanding the upstairs floor while I ponder this.
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sand like you've never sanded before darling husband! i'll just be here at my desk. wanking off.
also, it's more like a looping escalator
Thanks for the image of you wanking off at your desk, minnie.
Actually... it's kinda hot.
More to the point of the post - do you find life meaningless? Is there joy in that for you? I completely agree with "cultivation of amusement in whatever is going on". That's the only way to deal with some things, actually.
I don't think there needs to be meaning in everything, but I do think there needs to be some sort of point. Otherwise... why bother? Life is too hard to consider that there's no purpose to the struggle. And if there's such a thing as reincarnation - it'd be even easer to rationalize hitting the reset button.
Fool's Gold or not, I gotta believe that there's some rhyme to all this lack of reason.
With that said - slacking is still a necessity for battery recharge. ;)
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