This article cheered me up. What it represents to me is that though life doesn’t seem to make sense to some of us who have looked too far for answers to our questions and hurt ourselves in the process, that maybe (maybe) we could find comfort in feeling understood amung ourselves (each other). An exception to alienation? A potential way to relate to people, or am I taking that too far? I think the concept of humour applied to philosophy (and sociology) could be a beneficial research. However with all researches, I’m a little hesitant. I really do over think.
How about this. Let’s talk about it.
That’s what this blog is about – humans helping humans understand how to be human. (Oh the noble cause)
Some look at life’s journey as a pitched battle, and some as a noble quest. Either way, a smart knight should be prepared for the dragons he or she is bound to encounter along the way. My weapon of choice is a feather duster.
It has only snowed once so far this weird winter. I took advantage of the unlooked for boon of ice-free roads here in the country last week and went for a walk. My mood was somber as I set off down the road, well bundled against the bracing cold. I needed the lift that nature always gives me because I felt lower than I have felt in a long time.
I was thinking about my dear cousin, Moe. She’s experimenting with multiple chemo treatments, locked in mortal combat with the cancer that has spread despite her efforts. We recently learned that her…
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