Happiness i have noticed is strictly reserved for the "I", "Me," and "Myself." Anywhere outside these regions the commodity is tagged with multiple labels. Acquired through corrupt practice, built on the corpses of others are two popular taglines.. employed most famously.Generally, we are all good people.. blessed with the ability to display innate goodness and it is only in our weak hours, we are for-bearers of malicious intent and behavior. Most often than not though, all such conducts are imbecilic and the lead clown is always YOU.
And in such moments of weakness, our momentary lapse of reasons are just too frequent.
Now i'm not being the prudent prick here but sometimes... sometimes you do feel like you could just grab someone by their jugular and force what little Dharmic.. and Karmic wisdom you have absorbed.
In the expanse of my own mindscape, I have witnessed occasions where was part of the club, but to participate in those doggone sessions, I have always quoted less and spoke least.Why?-because! (popular PassandDorji expression:-)
Them's all of the rumor-mongering-nature, hinted very subtly at most times toward people in the immediate parameters of the gossip zone or toward a personality bigger in person or achievements that is outside the circle of the backstabbers club. But i have never been accessory to any such event..(A-myself to that).
People desist from them because they are those who have #1- no need or wish to do so. There is also the reason that the man upstairs has defined purportedly that those born with bat and balls are engineered strictly so that they do not develop affinity of any kind to derive pleasure out of any such act. But.. it's new-agey now. MEN BITCH..
A world citizen who has witnessed a sufficient amount of authenticated living instances of the now completely McDonald and shopping-mall-devoured-world said this: (ME)
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