That time..

I think there comes a time in everyones carrier when they look in the staff fridge, see beer, and ask themselves if it would be wrong to take 6 of them and drink them at their desk. "perhaps I should just bring that bottle of whisky to work tomorrow" they'll say. I say, it doesn't really matter folks, either way you're getting hammered! so,.. take the free beer, keep the whisky at home... you'll need it!

Take it a day at a time...

Confusion beckons you ... I can see it. You think about your life and the situation your in and wonder. The confusion continues to beckon, but now it's moved to other areas of your life, plaguing them as well. And then not only are you plagued by confusion, but affliction as well. The days pass and you search for solace, but there is none to be found. Your life has become a constant vexation, and you start to crumble. Everything seems to be falling apart, but instead of letting it happen.. you dispute it. Remove everything until the confusion goes away. Until this affliction has succumb. Until this vexation has expired. But what is really expendable.. your love? your life? your self? This isn't the way, you must think.. back before the confusion... where did this dilemma begin?

I can see you won't do this, you will eliminate everything, until there is only obliteration.. and you will be left with nothing, not even yourself. There will be nothing... only nullity.