Are you still trying to reason your way out of this unholy mess you've been dropped into.
A subject that oft comes up in the word of our Dobbs is reason and how that's working out for you, eh? The fake dead man has a point. There's nothing reasonable about a bunch of monkeys made of slime hurtling through the icy blackness of space. Though it's ability to design high tech jelly masterbators is unmatched, any breach of understanding or control throws reason into a laughable tangent. Basically, there's no reasoning with people. You can't control them and you don't know the facts. You can try, and fail, and get a little slack for your trouble, but people are going to love you or hate you based on events that occurred long before you ever met. Probably before either of you were even born.
When it comes to people, you can fuck up or you can do nothing. I just happen to be a spectacular fuck up but I feel like I'm not exploiting that ability because I'm obsessed with doing nothing. I don't know whatever gave me the idea I can control shit with my mind but that's pretty damn irrational.
When it comes to people, you can fuck up or you can do nothing. I just happen to be a spectacular fuck up but I feel like I'm not exploiting that ability because I'm obsessed with doing nothing. I don't know whatever gave me the idea I can control shit with my mind but that's pretty damn irrational.