I did my dirt and then some;
Pain was never intention,
I pray for your forgiveness.
Thank God he saved me from my sin
But not the consequences. — Shallow, Any Mineo
I was terribly lost
when the galaxies crossed
And the sun went dark.
But dear God,
You’re the only North Star
I would follow this far… — Galaxies, Owl City
You will love the things that destroy you, and you will hate the things that advance your growth. Look at your behavior. Look at the behavior of your compatriots and watch if what I’m saying is not true.
“I hate to read. I hate to study. I hate to learn. Oh, but I love to party. I love to smoke. I like to drink. I love to screw.” And all the loves you will find will be loves that what? That don’t advance you one bit, and yet you can’t get over them. You’re addicted to them.
But things that lead to growth, to growth and wisdom, knowledge, you see, self-understanding and self-discovery, healthy relations, self-control; all those things are hateful.
But this is the only way a minority can rule over a majority of people, is by turning their minds backwards. So that they love the things that destroy them and hate the things that move them forward. In order for these people to rule over us, we must hate learning. This has to be built into us.
If we were into learning, if we were into research, and into thinking, and into real philosophical ideas and abstraction, we would defeat those people. They know it. So consequently, what they must do is rob you of all of these things so that they may stay in their place.—
Dr. Amos Wilson on how we are made to love ignorance and hate knowledge.
Today Will Be A Good Day.
And not because of anything that has happened or anything that will, but because I’m deciding to be grateful and joyful no matter what. I’ve got so much to be happy about, and I won’t let the few things that are not right in my life take me down.
A warrior-poet once said,
“You’re not dead yet! So live like you could be.”
I could mope around all day, but honestly, it’s a great day to be alive!
Like a wave on the rocks, the lessons crash down on me;
I don’t need to prove the world to you, only to myself,
So step back, look away as I dive into the swell. — Who Needs Air, The Classic Crime