The chika's at work are always asking me how I have done it. I always tell them how, but they never like the answer. Eat less. Exercise more.
That's.Fucking.It.
But when I think about it, I guess it isn't really all that simple. Oh, yes, from a practical point of view it is a 100% accurate statement but from the interior of my brain, the primus mobile comes from a different place. Now, I don't want anyone to think that, even for a moment, I have developed a case of unwonted virtue, far be it from the case here.
What I have developed is a revulsion toward the never-ending consumerism and status-seeking that have held me in thrall. As discussed in an earlier post, I knew a long time ago that there wasn't a chance in hell that the forever-forward-to-the-stars-humanity-achieves-it's-godlike-destiny never had a chance in hell of succeeding. But I was greedy and fatuous enough to think that I could hit and run and get out of the way.
Well, that didn't work.
What I have developed is a revulsion toward the never-ending consumerism and status-seeking that have held me in thrall. As discussed in an earlier post, I knew a long time ago that there wasn't a chance in hell that the forever-forward-to-the-stars-humanity-achieves-it's-godlike-destiny never had a chance in hell of succeeding. But I was greedy and fatuous enough to think that I could hit and run and get out of the way.
Well, that didn't work.
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