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Name: Lauren State: South Carolina Metro: Columbia Gender: Female
Interests: Zen, Taoism, Yoga, reading, writing, 'rithmetic, oh, wait, no, I hate math. :) History, literature, religion, philosophy,... You get the general idea. Expertise: Jack (er, Jill?) of all Trades, master of none. Problem-solver, fact-finder, information gatherer, personal research specialist, Everlasting Fount of Useless Trivial Information. Occupation: Other
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Member Since:
9/17/2005
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| When, exactly, did common sense and common courtesy become UNcommon? Was it always like this, somewhere, and we just didn't notice? When did selfishness replace selflessness, and self-loathing replace self-respect? And why is it that the people who are the most selfish, who always think of nothing else but themselves and what the world owes them, are always the first ones to cry out/tattle-tale "Well so-and-so does this, or did that," or whatever? When did we lose the ability to empathize with another human being? Why is it that everything is ALWAYS "someone else's fault?" And why is it that the things people always chose to tattle on/complain about someone else doing, those same things are what that the complaining person does /constantly/ and never sees? We've become a nation, or dare I say, a world, that CANNOT see the forest for the trees. I don't care if you're Christian, Atheist, Agnostic, Buddhist, or a Martian Tree-Worshipper, a person has to realize that the idea of Karma is MORE than just an idea. What comes around goes around. Do unto others as you would have others do unto you. Do no harm. The threefold law. Even /science/ backs this up, with physics, and "For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction." Why is this SO hard for people to understand.
Tune in next time, and perhaps we'll find some answers to these questions. One person at a time. One tree at a time, until we see that beautiful forest. | | |
| To blog or not to blog... that is the question of the so-called New Millenium, I suppose. I've successfully avoided it thus far, and I certainly don't intend to make any sort of habit of it. (Me? Form habits? Pshaw!) I'm actually not sure what it is that I don't like, or am afraid of, or exactly /what/ has kept me from the Wonderful World of Posting My Life to Strangers (and some stranger than others), but, maybe once I put my finger on it, I'll let you know. Regardless, look out world, I have a blog now.
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