I confuse myself constantly.
Other people confuse me constantly.
The world must therefore be nothing but constant confusion, with only infrequent periods where people manage to convince themselves that they are able to grasp exactly what the hell is actually going on. Some can do it for longer than others. I seem to lack any capacity for that, myself.
So I’ve decided to give up bothering with trying to understand myself, other people, or any other bizarrely convoluted topic such as that, and instead I’ll just stick to simple topics like quantum physics or botany.
I love human beings, but I also hate them, myself included. Fucking vortexes of confusion, we all are.
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It’s not like you to be so forgetful. I’m on beer #1. I’ll let you know how I get on a little later, if I can remember.
Ever have one of those days where the only thing you seem able to see is how completely absurd human behavior is? Douglas Adams is obviously a prophet – I think I misplaced my towel, though.
I am an absurdist 🙂 so yes, what you describe is quite familiar to me. Finding your towel is the least of your worries, unless you happen to be in a public place and wish to protect your modesty.
I need to re-read that series. I freaking love Adams’ humor.
Consequently, I did find my towel. It was in the bathroom, on a shelf, of all places. Whodathunkit? 🙂
Theban plays yo. Apples. Teamwork between admins c: and um ditto on the hating humans and yourself for being one. Although i swear you were a one celled organism!
I am amoeba, here me glurp 😉