TheAppleCore
Bluelighter
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- Jul 14, 2007
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Sometimes the anticipation that comes with gettin' yer drugs is better than the drugs themselves.
I've always thought that one of the problems with modern culture is that we tend to lead lives of continuous anticipation of something which never really comes to us. We have absolutely no ability to satisfy our ceaseless appetites. We are like the donkey chasing the carrot dangling inches from his nose. We pave over the meadows with black asphalt and choke the atmosphere with vehicular exhaust as we drive to our white-collar jobs, so that we can earn our six figure incomes, so that we can buy and frame a painting of a clear blue sky over lush green hills.
unfortunately TAC, ive never experienced relief that comes from realizing my own mortality. just a kind of dispair. its in the moments of closeness and love, appreciation for friends and family that i feel most alive. that, and facing the magnificence of the human spirit
Well, it doesn't quite come from the realization of your own mortality. It comes from the realization that your own mortality is an essential part of the cycle of life, and that the magnificence of the human spirit IS this cycle of birth, life, and then death. That you can thank death for bringing you the love and friendship that you cherish.
dude, i always thought you were older than that. not meaning anything by it, just that you seem quite the experienced person eh![]()
Actually, now that you mention it, I ~am~ fairly shocked that Roger is barely 24. He has an uncanny sense of maturity and life-experience about him for his age.