I have questions. I don’t have answers. I have suggestions for an answer, but, more likely, I have suggestions to a path that may lead to answers.
Most probably not.
I should explain this, some day, with my reasoning as to how I got to this conclusion. Suffice it to say that it involved an insane amount of discussion on some subject that I don’t even remember.
Someone who knows s/he knows everything may either know everything or nothing.
If I could, I would eat the Trout out of Vonnegut’s cradle.
Bits of my consciousness were wallowing in a pool of primordial ooze. Then, suddenly, life happened. Since then I’ve been enjoying it quite a bit.
Life is one grand experiment. Unfortunately, you are just a subject in it, not an observer. Let me know if you figure out how to observe. I’d very much like to be on the outside, even for once.
Capitalism at its heights can sometimes bring about sales tactics that are scarily close to downright highway robbery.
To continue with what Thomas Sowell said “.. It may be a sign of our times that
everyone talks openly about sex, but we seem to be embarrassed to talk about
love…” , it seems as though life has become too pragmatic in these modern times to have room for something like love – a sad state of affairs if it’s actually the case.
You can’t stop the river from flowing.
It wouldn’t be a river otherwise.