Amazing, I say!

I'd like to declare that wisdom is a funny, funny thing. It appears from experience, just when you least expect it. At least, I think...

You know what else is funny? Irony. and fuzzy socks. Both make me laugh, but one cuts like hot glass, and the other just makes me ponder the very definition. HAR.


2007 is the year of the boar. I can't tell if it's going to be a good thing or bad. Perhaps it will be mixed with a generous chunk of that tharr irony. Maybe a hopeless and challenging situation will be the be the most undemanding and optimistic promotion of transformation. It is childish to rely on wishes, but prayers aren't suited for the foolish. And remember, desperation can be a sign of foolishness.

Epitome is a funny word, too. "For spiritual splendor is the epitome of all that is great within." Eh-'Pit-oh-mee. Wait, did I just end a sentence with a preposition? Dear god, there is no hope.

Friday's Wisdom:
A true hypocrite has NO idea they are being a hypocrite. Maybe that's why I can't tolerate them as much as someone who can acknowledge their own contradictions. It is the trigger to the gun, it is the spark that becomes the inferno.

It never felt soooooo good to tell someone off. Although my intentions will never be known, although my voice cannot (or will not) represent what I feel, I take great satisfaction in the actual deed. Those who push me into a tight corner will see the side of me that is not an everyday affair. Although it's astonishing and rather offensive to its assailant, the delight of release is rather euphoric in a way that shoving a hot fork into your eye is. I'm still amazed at myself for what I saw spill over the bulkhead, but at the same time, the dam should have been tended with a little more caution.
With that, I still believe spontaneity is a wonderful thing. Unfortunately, spontaneity under condensed pressure will always seem to yield the unchecked powers of misunderstanding. If you shove a stick into a beehive to make the bees work harder, you will undoubtedly get stung. Those who admire (or fear) the sting of a worker bee will be blessed with a higher wisdom, and those who destroy the hive out of sheer aggression will starve. The first wisdom is to let be, the second is to let go.

As a quote:
"What has begun in anger will end in shame."
-B. Franklin

I tell you what, I feel pretty ashamed for allowing myself to be duped. The other party will feel shame for...wait, hypocrites don't feel shame. They believe in nothing, and as retribution, they will feel nothing and live as nothing. Ahh, but behold a contradiction...perhaps to feel nothing and to live as nothing will produce something that will make you desire everything, but be satiated by nothing? A chain, a chain.
A wise woman said to me the other day that out of a void, she realized the void. How is that so? How can you have nothing, then have something to make you realize that you have nothing? It's amazing when you finally discover the answer.

In a completely unrelated subject matter, God is the shape of a snowflake. It has taken me 23 years and 3 months to conclude that statement, and the thought of it's meaning brings me one step closer to jumping up out of my seat and doing an intense wiggle-dance for all the neighbors to see.

Hmmm, perhaps it is time for plan B...