The preoccupied need not proceed (the futile arguments of Wushin Han)
As you wander about your daily activities, do you often become lost? Do you waste much of your time thinking about what steps to take next, but never take them? Are you caught up in the gears of the fate machine you built? Are the people that surround you on your side, or are they simply taking advantage of your overly generous giving for their own benefit? Do you want to stop for a moment and look at that flower? Is the flower in question newly sprung or wilted and dying? Does your diary contain a long list of rhetorical questions?
All of these questions deserve honest answers if you seek to be true to your being. Most people are unaware of the dangers of existence. We don't exist, as the Meatpuppets once said. If you scored a 20 or higher, that may be true. A score of 19 or lower suggests otherwise, but has the same horrific consequences. The condition may be terminal depending on the answer to the last question.
This one guy across from me now (referred to in the title... as far as I know), he knows, he sees, he speaks. He speaks about how things are getting to him... "damn!" and "oh hell," he repeats to himself as he is able to see clearly now the things that torment him. At this moment he is very Asian and very angry. He says damn again.
By the way, my diary does contain a long list of stupid questions, and it means that my existence is (real), partially hindered, and mostly full of non-malicious lies and useless terminology.
All of these questions deserve honest answers if you seek to be true to your being. Most people are unaware of the dangers of existence. We don't exist, as the Meatpuppets once said. If you scored a 20 or higher, that may be true. A score of 19 or lower suggests otherwise, but has the same horrific consequences. The condition may be terminal depending on the answer to the last question.
This one guy across from me now (referred to in the title... as far as I know), he knows, he sees, he speaks. He speaks about how things are getting to him... "damn!" and "oh hell," he repeats to himself as he is able to see clearly now the things that torment him. At this moment he is very Asian and very angry. He says damn again.
By the way, my diary does contain a long list of stupid questions, and it means that my existence is (real), partially hindered, and mostly full of non-malicious lies and useless terminology.
posted by fiestawizard at 10:15 AM
1 Comments:
existential angst is popular nowadays, just look at your pet for one example of what a fad this has become! (she eats but questions the reasons constantly, at least that's what she told me last time we got together for drinks (of water) and dried pig ears).
now, i had a dream about an adult version of dave schepp the other night. does that tie into this at all?
if so, Wushin Han shall have his vindication. if not, he shall have his indication. me... this close to a vacation.
another existential question is whether or not to see "borat"... we did, but we knew about his hijinks a long time ago (2 years, yes) when we paid money for hbo service. since then, we've canceled the cable (we only get channels 1-23 and inexplicably channel 98, which is MTV2 after 7pm), and borat is less funny. "but still. . ." (like i always say).
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