It’s quite possible that I’m taking life way too seriously…
… and making myself (and sometimes others) miserable in the process.
Perhaps I ask too many questions.
Perhaps I have too much faith in human potential.
Perhaps I have too much concern for the well-being of my fellow creatures.
Perhaps all talk of freedom, responsibility, virtue, character, love, power, and justice is hogwash.
Perhaps I’m not as special as I think I am.
Perhaps I’m trying to make too much sense of an absurd existence.
Perhaps I should just enjoy myself as much as I can before death takes it all away.
Despite these reservations, I have no choice but to err on the side of hope and seriousness.
I cannot respect myself any other way.
Perhaps a little seriousness is just the kick in the ass we need to make us all more mindful of who, what, when, where, how and why…
Your resonance gives me hope in a world where it’s so easy to succumb to cynicism, dear person. Thanks & Peace.
You and me both Frank.
Thanks & Peace, mate