i don't know
What is there to say? I have been reading a book titled Out Of Body in 30 Days which I thought was ridiculously funny when I first picked it up, but now I'm convinced that I am so much further behind in thought than I ever originally imagined. It would be so very nice to be able to astral project as this book talks about. A break from the common and basically completely indecent world of planet earth and into the realm dreams are made of, without drugs. Can it be done?
Last night, I guess I learned that there is no sense in attacking someone who is not attacking you and if a 30 year old man wants to date an 18 year old female, what business is it of mine? No more so than what my friends do in their bedroom. Likewise I wish I were more free to express my areas of recreational interest, but, alas, they are commonly illegal.
I have decided upon my death that I will not immediately return to Earth, if ever. Perhaps this particular life was to teach myself not to come back here and my eternal soul is much like my waking self in that it must learn hands-on, the hard way.
Life is hard and seems to get only harder as you merrily row along. I'm not sure how it is for rich or beautiful people, but for me and the ones I know and love, it is always a struggle we face. The bad times do indeed make the good times more enjoyable, but it is the awareness that the bad times are returning at some point that is the killjoy.
And I cannot believe what happens to innocent men and women in China for practicing meditation or religion! The chinese government is more corrupt than even our own.
Last night, I guess I learned that there is no sense in attacking someone who is not attacking you and if a 30 year old man wants to date an 18 year old female, what business is it of mine? No more so than what my friends do in their bedroom. Likewise I wish I were more free to express my areas of recreational interest, but, alas, they are commonly illegal.
I have decided upon my death that I will not immediately return to Earth, if ever. Perhaps this particular life was to teach myself not to come back here and my eternal soul is much like my waking self in that it must learn hands-on, the hard way.
Life is hard and seems to get only harder as you merrily row along. I'm not sure how it is for rich or beautiful people, but for me and the ones I know and love, it is always a struggle we face. The bad times do indeed make the good times more enjoyable, but it is the awareness that the bad times are returning at some point that is the killjoy.
And I cannot believe what happens to innocent men and women in China for practicing meditation or religion! The chinese government is more corrupt than even our own.