I'm finally off on a Saturday - and it's cloudy. Bummer. It's been raining for the last couple of days so it's not even optimal conditions for digging in the ground. I've got to build a goat house.
How is this going to happen?
On top of all this, I've got all these thoughts rumbling around in my head.
For example:
Most days, I think about getting rid of my tv and my computer. I long for simpler times.
I want to be a farmer with lots of land, animals and vegetables.
I've got to build a goat house.
If I believe in God, which I do very much, then why does Buddhism seem so appealing sometimes?
Why do I sit in this chair so much when I feel so much better getting up and doing stuff?
And this one, a new thought: why is John Turturro, in the second Transformers movie, ripping of his pants to reveal some really scary.......underpants?
I've got to build a goat house.
Why are organic foods and products so expensive when organic is the way foods and products should be? It's like giving a child a reward for doing something he's supposed to do anyway.
Why are entertainers paid so much and teachers and cops paid so little?
Is trying to stop global warming really trying to go against God's plan?
Why is it so hard to not spend money?
I've got to build a goat house.
I've got no answers.
Maybe I need to ask Twister.
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