You know what sucks? I know one thing that does - having to get up on perfectly good Sunday mornings and go to church, and then having to hear people reverently sing things that would strike them as ludicrous, if God would reach down and switch their brains on. But God wouldn't want to have thinking followers, oh, gracious, no...
I don't mean to complain excessively, but hey, this is a place for scribing what's on my mind, right? Having complaints in my mind, and simply not writing them, is a lousy solution. The correct route is to eliminate the complaints from my mind. However, the two conventional routes I have to choose between are are either to write them, as I'm doing now, or to not have them in my mind in the first place.
... A particularly enjoyable way of accomplishing the latter would be to remove (dissolve; annihilate; melt; decompose) whatever is causing me to complain.
posted on Sunday, May 04, 2003
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