The Stimulus Made Me Do It

That fine line between having to learn how to control the environment that controls us and having to unlearn how not to control the environment that doesnβt control us.
No matter where I go, there but for the grace of no gods, I am.


That fine line between having to learn how to control the environment that controls us and having to unlearn how not to control the environment that doesnβt control us.
That fine line between the end justifying the means and the means not justifying the beginning. π
Or is that more like a fine line to the left and right of the means not justifying the beginning and the end justifying the means?
Or is it perhaps more like two fine lines, one to the left and one to the right (but not one in between) the end justifying the means and the means not justifying the middle (but not the one in between again) and the beginning not justifying the end? LOL!
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Many high-minded types, not like bishops and saints, might call this moral immoral philosophy.
Many high-minded types, not like bishops and saints, might not call this moral immoral philosophy, aka immoral moral philosophy.
But many high-minded types, like bishops and saints, would claim that this wasn’t moral philosophy at all. It was devil talk.

The UPS driver brings you another shipment and as you are signing with your fingers on that little brown mini computer without a stylus and he asks “What’s going on, Ralph?” and you can’t remember what you said but you do remember what he said next with a big laugh and grin: “More booze!”
That fine line between understanding and not understanding how to get from point A to point M and not understanding and understanding how to get back from point Z to point N.
I will meet you on that line and be wide open to under standing not or sitting over is. π
That fine line between quite the opposite and complete opposite. π
Hmmmmm…. Complete opposite. Is that an oxymoron?
That fine line between it can’t get any worse it can only get better and it can’t get any better it can only get worse. π
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I think I would rather know I have something that I never need than not know I have something I need. Or, put a bit less succinctly, the idea of needing something that I already have scares me more than the thought of having something I never needed.
There is a thin line between the thought/idea of needing something that you already have and the idea/thought of having something you never needed, although the later is probably way more common. π
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