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Little Suzy

There she was sitting on the bench with her nanny, pointing at a dog with big ears. She looked very happy and excited. She loved dogs but her parents would never allow one in the house. Her father was allergic to all animals. She wanted to pet the dog but her nanny didn't let her walk all the way to where the dog was playing with his yellow ball. Her leg was in a casting. She had fractured her ankle running down a staircase at school. She was hurrying down to get to the car quick. It was the last of school and the happiest day of the year. Suzy hated waking early morning. Also, her grandmother was scheduled to come to the city. Grandma had promised to here on the first day of summer vacation and spend the whole month. Suzy loved having her grandma around. They'd tell each other stories, bake cakes and go to the zoo. Grandma's visits were always fun. Soon as she came home from the doctor's she started crying for her granny. She'd been brave the whole time Dr.P was b…

What's The Point ?

There is no point to anything. If there is a god then its obvious this is all one giant drama tv show for his self gratification. For us to presume anything else is just highly wishful thinking (aka faith). Each of us wanders around blind in the dark looking purpose and happiness. We push each other to the ground, crawl over each other, hurt each other in that dark room. Every so often we come across others who we can hold hands with in that dark room...but quite often....with the realization that we're truly alone in the dark regardless...it falls apart. That is the horror of life...the darkness that is behind every wall, every door, hidden in every pretty little flower and in the eyes of those that claim to love us. We can't "light" up the darkness. We try with drugs, religion, hope, love, adventure, philosophy and sex. But its an illusion. Its closing your eyes in the dark room and imagining light. Fact of the matter is 'our' brains have gotten too big for…

Father's Pride

"You should never encourage anyone with a very limited talent. That is the cruelest thing anyone can do-to encourage someone to believe he has gifts he actually doesn't possess."I really wish my dad had followed this great man's insight into humanity. Unfortunately for me he did not. His particular vein of parental pride was such that it led to the wreckage of a perfectly mediocre life. Mine. He always believed, I've a suspicion still does, that I was an exceptional child. Born to do great things, scale dizzying heights, that I possessed talent so intense and immense that it was scary even to think of it. But be that as it may, he never once stopped thinking about it or telling me about it. The dumb kid that i was I'd believed every word of it. Absorbed my great destiny, i was drunk on it. I kept expecting wonderful, magical things to happen to me. To the blessed, divine me. I waited. Waited and waited and then waited some more. No avail. In fact quite the op…