[NOTE: If the shoe doesn't fit, don't wear it. If it does, I give it to you, and may it add Life and Joy, Meaning, to your journey.]
Lovingly, 'Bull shit.' (C and SC/clan excepted, pretty much)
1. So, by some odd circumstance, unbeknownst to you, I and your dearest loved one are on the street at the same time, and two vicious gangs emerge in a gun war and we're in the middle. We're both shot, badly, in the crossfire. I get your loved one totally hidden, from everyone, in some brush. With my last breath, I create a detailed map, and crawl miles to where you are, and with my last breath, hand you the directions to your loved one, so you can complete the rescue. MY USEFULNESS ENDS WITH MY DEATH!?!?!?!?!? Not a map, but a site, TPB
, another site SL , a book "Resurrecting Your Unviolent Warrior . A Personal Trainer for INSHEs." , another book "Global Warming's Death. Fast." , and 4 more on the way before I pass on. 'Bull shit.'
2. On numerous occasions I've been clear as to what would/might have me survive this and prior Death Fast, yet you've not lifted a finger in that direction - not really even uttered a word. Not a word.
3. Hmmmm. What is it about me that is so valuable? You don't read what I write. You don't listen to what I say. You don't act on what I say. You don't tell others about what I write and say.... Most participate in a pretty total blackout of me.
4. So, is it my intrinsic worth as a human being? If so, you should be unmistakably, with every breath exactly 200 billion times more concerned about the next kids on earth, exactly 200 billion times by your every action, but by your every action you don't give a shit.
So what is really going on here?
It don't add up to anything but hypocrisy, does it?
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