Disclaimer - Blaming the World and/or modern society for your problems is not only completely irrational, but somewhat disturbing.

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Wow, I guess when you have led someone to the bottom of a hill, you have to tell them where they are at also.

The first step in both empathy and concern is not being only disturbed at the actions of someone else, but seeing the same conditions in the self--realizing that no one can live for someone else, but that we are all responsible for changing ourselves.

To be really disturbed about the actions of our fellow men, is to be disturbed about ourselves and then to dedicate one's life to improving that which is responsible for those actions, the human mind.

To what purpose does one deride their fellow man for their madness, when they, themselves are quite content to be the Hatter.


We talk about what pleases us, our fun, our pleasure, and condemn as boring the work of improving our own psychology. How rude it is to argue, when it is the only way to work the mind.

Give me a freaking break.

What good is empathy, anger, love, hate, if you waste that emotion by not putting it to work.

And when you have nothing left in life to offer someone but that work, you call them . . . . . anything but right.

Reasoning is the method by which emotion reaches its full potential for human good. Instead of being able to understand that, you make your rediculas distinctions between heart and head, as if they were in some kind of war. When the truth is, people have never hated enough, never loved enough, never cared enough, for the simple self sacrifice and humility for the sake of a friend--their very own body by developing themselves as mind to put that body to good use. Instead you paint it up, decorate( hell I cannot even spell it) it like a xass tree soon to tossed in the garbage. Spend tons of money on how you look and begrudge a dime for how you are.

The state of reasoning has fallen to such low levels as to create Einstein's for hero's--someone who could not even reason his way out of a paper bag. A world where slogans have become gods and a book on reason an insult.