Out of all the shit we do to be good, the more good we do, the worse we get and here's why.
I don’t drive, I can't type, can't read or write, I don’t have money, I don’t have time, I don’t have the energy I used to have, I don’t go out… Now, do you see what I mean, one excuse after the other and still no progress? I want to help my friends.
The fact of the matter is nobody could until they tried, there is a first time for everything.
What exactly is it you want, other than somebody else to do it for you? Where's the unity, the oneness in all of this?
It’s called the “po me syndrome” and the problem with this is you get what you want, so why complain? Do you know the long distance people use to walk before we had cars? Do you realize how hot or cold, depending on the season, it was in a house before we had central heating and air? What about the inconveniences before we had indoor toilets? Remember when we had to work the garden before we had grocery stores? Remember what we were denied just because of race?
Now, we have all this new shit and you complain more than ever. Instead of feeling sorry for yourself... feel sorry for the ones who must live with YOU! You want everything to come to you but you don't want to make the extra effort to reciprocate. What kind of relationship is that? You want prompt service but refuse to give.
Everyone has the right to a pity party but the truth is knowing when to leave.
(((your inner voice.com)))