And so the circle encompasses another circle, while being encompassed by yet another circle. Being a self realised fool must be the greatest joy anyone could ever achieve. I know. I'm one. Pure epistemology.
I'm probably really stupid, because I almost never get sad. I don't know what it is. I get mean, angry, silly, worried, anxious, but very rarely sad. It takes a woman to do that.
where I sign?
I'll send you the chirograph via the undead express mail. Please sign with your own blood. And please, don't fuss about the whole signing your soul away thing. It's just a standard procedure.
You(They) can't afford my salary. But I'm open to hear what you can offer to me. X
only book smart people are sad...
I think the problem occurrs when the quest for infinite knowledge collides with one's own insignificance
Well, that is good, I guess.
Unending gratification from being yourself without the considerate cost of what it means to be perceived as oneself by your fellow man? Hmm, perhaps you already got that one. How about a rabid grizzly bear?
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