I spend money like it’s going out of style. Because it is.
I haven’t had any money in so long, spending $20 feels like spending a TON of money, so that going out of style line may not be an entirely accurate portrayal.
I spend my time much more cautiously, because it is the stuff that I am made of, that we all are made of. It is because of that fact, that I try my best to not waste anyone’s time, there being only a finite amount of it.
I spend my energy like it doesn’t matter, because it doesn’t. I can always make more of it. Since it is gotten from food, from the sun, from water, from interaction with others, from movement itself, it is easy to get and cheap to replenish.
And yes, movement creates energy.
I have more energy throughout my day because I expend a great deal of energy running every day. When I don’t run I am sluggish, less able to do what I must to get through my day. Therefore, from my perspective anyway, running creates energy.
Seems that way anyway.
I read the news today, Oh boy…
And though the news was rather sad, I had to laugh…
Enough lyrics for the moment though
I think that what people call belief is what should be called conviction, and has not a damn thing to do with reality. If it did, Santa would be real, there are still 6 year olds and other undeveloped humans roaming the earth after all, Jesus would still be alive, and taxes cuts really would create jobs.
But none of those are true, now are they?
I am convinced that I don’t know everything, but that there are a great many people who think they do. Or act in a manner that makes it clear that they are confident that they do.
I try not to portray myself as a great thinker, but as a man who is learning as he goes, and tries to show his progress by writing about it as I learn.
I am a democrat and a liberal because of all the things that I have learned. I started out a fair bit further right, but shifted left because I saw the failure of the right to protect the interests of American freedom. That and their thoughts on economic realities were anything but realistic.
And because they are a bunch of pompous bitches, but don’t tell them that, they’ll get all bitchy and start talking about Socialism, or Reagan, or some such stupid bullshit.
That doesn’t mean I’m right to say that, but I’m saying it anyway. That’s just the way I am.
Each of us, a cell of awareness, imperfect and incomplete,
Genetic blends with uncertain ends, On a fortune hunt that’s far to fleet
That’s it from here, America. G’night