Life Is Hard. Then You Die. Then

I Have A Very Simple Philosophy Of Life: Kindness. Ferocious, Unrelenting, Ruthless, Committed, Passionate, Kindness. Life Is Sacred Everywhere. We All Have Better Things To Do Than Beat Each Other Up. Arguing For The Exception Is To Invest It With Energy, It's To Negotiate The Loophole. The Commitment To Kindness Must Be Total.

We Have This Sacred Cow In Our Society That What The Majority Of People Want Is Right—but Is It? Our Populace Can't Really Be Informed, Not The Majority Of Them—most People Vote The Way They Have Been Manipulated And By The Way They Have Responded To That Manipulation—they Are Working Out Their Own Patterns Of Wishful Thinking On The Social Environment In Which They Live.

Death Comes Black And Hard, Rushing Down On Me From The Future, With No Possible Chance Of Escape.

Life Is Hard. Then You Die. Then They Throw Dirt In Your Face. Then The Worms Eat You. Be Grateful It Happens In That Order.

Life Has A Peculiar Habit -- Once Established, It Stays. Sometimes It Even Thrives.