Sunday, June 23, 2013

what, precisely, is wrong?

Does it ever cross your mind as it sometimes does mine...

What, precisely, is so wrong with life that I insist on praising it?

1 comment:

  1. I've had some fuzzy thoughts around this lately. I'm not one to praise life, though i'm inclined to defend it against death for as long as possible. But where it gets real is around this life, my life. That this vast universe is indifferent to my desperate sense of self importance is disturbing somehow. I imagine it's all pretty buddhist, and just something to work through. But it's pretty emotional.