Thread: Random Thought Thread
08-24-2012, 09:51 PM #27891NPcompleteGuest
08-25-2012, 04:58 AM #27892figsfiggyfigsGuest
08-25-2012, 05:06 AM #27893
08-25-2012, 05:19 AM #27894
I don't hate everybody for real. They're just stupid and can't help it. It's more of a pity hate. Like scorn, but with more sighing.
Forever alone.Bellison uncorked a flood of horrible profanity, which, translated, meant, "This is extremely unusual."
Boy meets Grr
08-25-2012, 05:35 AM #27895It is a luxury to be understood - Ralph Waldo Emerson
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities - Voltaire
A kind thought is the hope of the world - Anon
08-25-2012, 05:37 AM #27896
08-25-2012, 05:43 AM #27897
08-25-2012, 06:49 AM #27898NPcompleteGuest
08-25-2012, 07:41 AM #27899
Why am I awake at 7:40AM on a saturday? Especially when my little one is not at home this morning.Take what I say with a grain of salt, because that's all it is compared to the ocean of complexity when it comes to actions and real life.
08-25-2012, 09:08 AM #27900
So I keep a glass jar that I collect any insects in, and I end up releasing them outdoors when I get the chance. I know it isn't very rational or logical . . . but I seem unable to stop myself. You know what I think it is? In the scheme of things we're all quite obscure, yet despite a universe that had no great design for our existence, here we are . . . just are. If you pull back enough there is no reason for either bug or man to exist -- if I died tomorrow, if you died tomorrow, if this bug in the jar died right now . . . as far as the universe is concerned, it just is so infinitesimal as to make no difference, cause no great waves. So I feel a sorta kinship to the bug, it's strange I guess. We're connected by our insignificance and our compulsion to exist. I don't think the bug has intelligence past the most basic instinctual stuff. I don't view it as human-like. I just have this feeling of not wanting to kill it. Is that projecting? Does that come from some place of weakness? I don't know. Maybe part of it too is that I don't seem to have as strong a negative emotional reaction to bugs or things other people consider disgusting. Very little turns my stomach or makes me squeamish. I've often thought this is due to being not that smart."My comrades and my beloved, upon your way you shall meet men with hoofs; give them your wings. And men with horns; give them wreaths of laurel. And men with claws; give them petals for fingers. And men with forked tongues; give them honey words." --Kahlil Gibran, The Garden of The Prophet