I met a girl last night who told me she’s an angel sent down from heaven and it made me think, “oh god I hope I don’t sound like her when I talk to people.”
She was telling me how spiritual she is, which is fine and all but man……shit, I hope I don’t sound like that.
Our chance encounter made me denounce all spiritual endeavors, chalking them up to a damaged girl looking for answers. Thinking I’m special when I’m not. And besides, what good has it ever done in my life?
Well, I never claimed to be special. Just specially unfortunate.
Shit happens and that’s that. I’m done looking for meaning.
Until that is……I found the Bhagavad Gita on Audible and listened to it the same night I denounced my quest to find god.
Three minutes into the book, it was renewed. I literally listened to it for 3 minutes before falling asleep and in those three minutes, it told of why we’re all here – to find god within us while we’re stuck in these meat sacks.
I wasn’t going to publish this video because it sounded stupid and preachy (like that girl I met the other night), but it’s 3:30 AM and I just woke up to the Bhagavad Gita telling me that evil is a dark gravitational pull that pushes us down.
I just got the shills (shit my pants and got the chills at the same time [actually it was a typo but I like the way it sounds]).
Hinduism is no doubt the closest thing to reality. I’m going to start a side quest into learning more about it. These people got it right yo.
That woman who wanted a 60-minute chair massage really was crazy.
I’ve been having to massage a lot lately. At first I didn’t mind, but today it caught up to me. I hate massaging people. I loathe it, never liked it, and can’t fathom why anyone would.
I just ate chocolate and drank a glass of milk. I’m ready to go back to sleep.