I really like (perhaps feel the
need) to complete what was once missing, now found.
It's why I don't play video games anymore, or why I can never be a good mechanic;
I always need to "perfect" my assigned tasks, so as I never need to "have to" re-visit 'em again.
I'm sure my penchant for procrastination factors into this equation as well.
(It's also probably why I rarely take on a task that in which I'm uncertain to complete, 'cause it will
nag on me, tirelessly.)
Few images capture the power of self-sacrifice in protest more
than that of Buddhist monk Thich Quang Duc, serenely posed in
meditation on a Saigon street as the flames of immolation roll
over his flesh. -- (AP Photo/Malcolm Browne)
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howstuffworks.]
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Originally Posted by BadNick
brave Buddhist
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(additional side-scripted note: this post was supposed to be sumbitted 5 min. ago, but much like my life, the wireless connection I'm fostering has dropped off the face of the earth, again.)