Certifiable

It amazes me how some of us sheep continue to engage in behaviours/activities that contribute to our states of unhappiness, depression, anger and a host of other negative emotions (again with the emotions; sometimes these damn emotions are better off being as dead as door nails); almost oblivious to the fact that our very actions contribute to these ill feelings. After all, whom but ourselves can be responsible for our happiness or unhappiness.

Then we pause and look outward for an explanation, a reason, a cause, someone to blame for the crap going on in our life and our shitty disposition. We expect the solution to our problems to come from someone else or some supreme being; we expect to be whisked away to Utopia (aka Nevernever land) by some mystical and/or imaginary purveyor of hope and copious debilitating joy joy feelings.

This is the true definition of insanity; continually banging your head hard against a wall and wondering why it hurts.

The more things change the more they stay the same.