Having read many accounts of those who have had a near-death experience, they nearly all speak to the fact that we spend too much of our lives caring about the wrong things. That seems to be a universal regret, that we have been lulled into caring about the things that we cannot control and which consume our lives away until it is too late.
Remember, it is always now!
What’s it all mean?
I remember the early R. Crumb comics. The one character that intrigued me was Mr. Natural. Other characters would seek out, and follow him around and ask the same question over, and over; “What does it all mean, Mr. Natural?”.
Of course, the joyous and inquisitive part of me came out and wanted to know just what R. Crumb could possibly come up with. The ultimate, strip response came back as “It don’t mean shit”
That being the possible case, I’m starting to really wonder if it’s time to start having dessert first, for real. Seriously, if I work out on a regular basis, avoid most other sugars, does it really make sense to stop experiencing one of the things that I couldn’t possibly regret.
Ok, so I am trying to look for answers again. Being here on behalf of the universe, I feel some obligation to try to maximize the things that put a smile on my face. Love is the answer! I love so many foods. But, when it’s all done, there is just that gnawing feeling in some small secluded corner of my stomach that murmurs out softly; sweet, please!
How, in the universal thinking, right mind, could I justify not succumbing to that urge. Doesn’t that fall under cruel and unusual punishment? Rules be damned. Chocolate comes from trees and therefore counts as a vegetable. That’s it!
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