Monday, June 18, 2012

FUCK DOLLAR GENERAL!

Things

Mind renaissance.

Could you be doing better?  Think about it.  Could you?  Why aren’t you?  Could you be doing better?  Are you taking the easy way out?  Are you not working as hard as you should be?  Could you be doing better?  Think about it.  Really think about it.  Could you be doing better?  Could you be trying harder, giving more effort?  Could you be giving more to whatever it is that you are doing?  Are you giving it all that you have?  Could you be doing better?  Then, what aren’t you?

The more you get the more you want.  True, but, the less you need the less you need.

Abomination, fulcrum, contrary & Archimedes.

Try to imagine Gandhi in a strip club.

Protest by the way you live your life.

I am starting to like people.  I am getting soft.  I actually like a lot of people.  What the hell is wrong with me?  This could be becoming some sort of mental condition.  I better be careful about this before it becomes something too serious.

Leave your soul behind.

Where is all the passion?  Where is all the love?  Where is all the hustle?  Where is all the work?  Where is all the emotion?  I don’t see nearly enough.

“Without deviation from the norm, progress is not possible.”  I read that and really liked it.  I wanted to share it.

Who went and decided that gold is worth so much?

Water should be so expensive.  So should food.

Summer is the free ride you earn by getting through the winter.

“Oh sure, a good boy goes to work on the day he comes home.”  That sounds like the opening line of a novel.

Fasting:  The hunger grows, but you overcome it.  When the hunger finally subsides, the appreciation has room to blossom.

Break the glass ceiling and raise the bar.

Canning:  One of the smartest human realizations.

Just what the world needs - another modular home.

We have no respect for life.  None.  Actually, the opposite.  Abortion.

I waved to a farmer distant in the field, and he waved back.

I came around the corner in my car and there was a deer and her baby.  They went scurrying in different directions; scared.  I then realized what a piece of shit I am.

Hollywood gossip magazines:  Proof that women are empowered in our society.

I judge people’s mental health by the outfits they wear during the summer.