The consolation prize you get, instead of a rich and fulfilling life
We all have it… unnoticed, unidentified, undistinguished, sneaking past your conscious awareness, the strings that make you a puppet on a string, robbing you of your life, using it for its own purposes… laughing at you. I can hear the laugh.
The racket. The insidious, ubiquitous racket.
It is a machine… and it is powered by an unfulfilled and unfillable desire, I call The Itch… the itch that cannot be scratched.
The desire for attention, for significance, for winning every transaction, for love, for filling your gaping hole inside.
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Do what’s difficult when it’s easy.
This principle comes from Seneca, the elder, but it seems that it has another way to say it: do what you see, when you see it.
I am, in some way, still a child and crack up when I hear bathroom humor. I can’t talk about passing gas without laughing. Yours truly is about five years old in this regard.
One of my favorite such jokes is about the dude who goes to the doctor, and asks him to do something about his farting: it is silent and doesn’t smell… but it still bothers him.
The doctor scratches his head and gives him some pills… and tells him to come back a week later. The dude is back, enraged: your pills made my gas smell like hell, he says.
To which the doctor answers: good, we have cleared your sinuses, so you can smell. Now we’ll work on your hearing.
Now, why am I telling you bathroom jokes? To entertain you?