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Tuesday, April 27, 2004
Bad medicine
Your thin end for today:
It's rat-poison day. I feel shittier than the shittiest shitty thing you can think of.
I'm sure a rat-trap would be far more expedient. No, really.
This has major coolness.
Autobiography in five chapters
Chapter 1
I walk down the street
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost.
I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
Chapter 2
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I dont see it.
I fall in again.
I cant believe I am in this same place again.
It isnt my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
Chapter 3
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I fall in..it is a habit.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
Chapter 4
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
Chapter 5
I walk down a different street.
Portia Nelson
From: Sogyal Rinpoche, The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying
I'm definitely walking down a different street next time. I'm getting better at picking the holes.
Or I am picking better holes. Whatever.
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It's rat-poison day. I feel shittier than the shittiest shitty thing you can think of.
I'm sure a rat-trap would be far more expedient. No, really.
This has major coolness.
Autobiography in five chapters
Chapter 1
I walk down the street
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost.
I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
Chapter 2
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I dont see it.
I fall in again.
I cant believe I am in this same place again.
It isnt my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
Chapter 3
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I fall in..it is a habit.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
Chapter 4
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
Chapter 5
I walk down a different street.
Portia Nelson
From: Sogyal Rinpoche, The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying
I'm definitely walking down a different street next time. I'm getting better at picking the holes.
Or I am picking better holes. Whatever.
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