Yesterday was not a very good day for me. If I were an economy, yesterday would be a recession; but I have initiated a stimulus package that should, in time, see me out of this recession and result in an economic boom. It was one of those days that just hit you seemingly from out of nowhere but within yourself you knew it was lurking on the surface. You try to incrementally purge yourself of the source of your angst, but the flood waters come too fast and the levee breaks and you find yourself drowning.
It's inevitable like death; but that never prevents you from playing catch me if you can with it.
Another dawn breaks, yet another chance in the lottery of life to win that big prize, only you have no idea what the prize is, but you are glad to win anything. So you strap on your wool, clean your hooves, eat some grass and join the rest of the herd out in the pasture and resolve to improve upon yesterday. BA BA BA!!!
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It is almost like smoking some high grade weed or poisoning your body with some other useless drug that does nothing but lure you into a false sense of comfort and euphoria. Then when you are sailing on cloud nine lost in the world of your hallucinations a run away train hits you from nowhere and you sink into this emotional recession, depressed and not understanding how you made this quantum leap. So you get up and seek the next high and ride the wave of illusion until you are once again slammed on the shores of reality. But we ride on.
ReplyDeleteWe can't deny the natural allure of this high, we all want it,crave it even. The problem lies with sustaining that high; and the sense of being blindfolded, totally unaware of what is going on around you when you are on that high. So what is the alternative to the high, play it safe for fear of failing on your ass. Or go ahead and get high, knowing that you will be knocked on your ass; but have the courage to get back up and chase the next high. Life with out that high is utterly drab and depressing; but life with a high in my mind is the lesser of two evils. Ah but the frequency and potency of the high is debatable. But in the mean time bring the high grade come with two sheet ah rizzla.
ReplyDeleteand so we ride on because life without the high is an existence
ReplyDeleteLife without any kind of high is an existence at best a melancholic abyss at worse. We all have highs (lifes' drug of choice); some abhored by our fellow sheep more than others. The acceptance of your high (escapism) is relative.
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