01-30-2004, 04:17 AM | #1 (permalink) |
Loser
Location: About 50,000 feet in the air... oh shit.
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Just felt like writing.
There was once a man, God went easy on.
This man faced no trial, confronted no demons. He never learned what was wrong with lying. He never learned what it meant to suffer. He never knew the pain of hurting a loved one. He had never worked a day's hard work. Fate never dealt him a cruel hand. Akward circumstance was unkown to him. This man missed the lesson of life. He never knew what it was to sin. When the time came to move on, He had to do it all over again. [[Okay, not my best work, I've been up all night. I was just trying to make the point (maybe shoulda been done in philosophy) that I think we're put on this earth to learn. We're not ready for the greater cause, so we come here to learn God's lessons. When we don't take in the lessons is when life seems hard to us. So, we shouldn't allow ourselves to be blinded by things like anger, blame, self pity, etc. We must keep an open mind and avoid hipocracy at all costs. Most of the things you most like to complain about are in some way your own fault when you really stop to think about it.]] |
01-31-2004, 12:43 AM | #2 (permalink) |
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It is sort of like explicit Kafka...
I understand what you're saying, I just wonder why you think our purpose is to learn. I think that "why" question could give us a lot more to work with and more interesting writing than just giving us the "what".
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