Originally Posted by Ahmed.
Firstly..wow, how can you live knowing what you know..
In a world so hollow you can hear the knocking echo.
And secondly.. what happens if you cant be cruel anymore?
No I'm kidding about the second part..
The funny thing is that I suppose this understanding is universal.. I'm a minority at work but everyone knows.
...I still go there to work and be helpful. O_o
Ah the mind.. what a wonderful place to be.
I suppose it's what the young kids call the game.. everytime you remember the game, you lose the game.. the point of the game is not to remember the game.
Authubillahi mina shaitan niraheem, bismillah irahman niraheem.. loosely spelled and plenty of astakfirullah..
Remember it often if only to remember to remember.
Maybe we might get good at the game one day.
But its crazy because everyone else is sooo high!!!
And I quit weed decades ago! ...maybe the doctor might ask, if I let slip about the voices.
...I'm kidding but..not really T_T
I love work, reminds me of football.. to be in the moment and good and free..
But not really.
..just hoping on some nice B's
Your story was better though.
Iv been robbed a couple times and even the thieves were wise enough to know!!
One blatantly said he wouldn't be here unless I was doing something wrong!! ..i ended up giving him a lift home after cornering him in a car park.
And another said life was a test while paying me with a stolen credit card! ..I didnt realise until the bank laughed.
...I have a new life now, but old habits are usually the ones we are judged on.
But ya do have to wonder about Palestine and the such.. just how good do you have to be?
But for 26 years I was just me.
...now I spend my time trying to convince myself that I'm with the real one, never mind anyone else.