a thousand pardons

the happiest people i know, no doubt, live with a strong will in their heart.  they wake in the morning and BELIEVE, unequivocally that whatever they'll do today comes from a deep and endless pool in their heart, that it would do the world a grave and honest disservice not to soar forth with the thoughts words and actions that come from the silver spring inside that is probably God.

at the same time, the happiest people i know are also incredibly stupid.  what a horrible choice, God or the devil, when the devil seems so easy.

Get behind me, Satan