The Examined Life Is No

I Do Not Want To Know What You Will Hope For. I Want To Know What You Will Work For. I Do Not Want Your Sympathy For The Needs Of Humanity. I Want Your Muscle. As The Wagon Driver Said When They Came To A Long, Hard Hill: ‘them That’s Going On With Us, Get Out And Push. Them That Ain’t, Get Out Of The Way’.

Clean Up Your Own Mess.

Remember The Little Seed In The Styrofoam Cup. The Roots Go Down And The Plant Goes Up And Nobody Really Knows How Or Why, But We Are All Like That.

Life Is. I Am. Anything Might Happen. And I Believe I May Invest My Life With Meaning. The Uncertainty Is A Blessing In Disguise. If I Were Absolutely Certain About All Things, I Would Spend My Life In Anxious Misery, Fearful Of Losing My Way. But Since Everything And Anything Are Always Possible, The Miraculous Is Always Nearby And Wonders Shall Never, Ever Cease.

The Grass Is Not, In Fact, Always Greener On The Other Side Of The Fence. No, Not At All. Fences Have Nothing To Do With It. The Grass Is Greenest Where It Is Watered. When Crossing Over Fences, Carry Water With You And Tend The Grass Wherever You May Be.