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Let's talk about happiness and the Meaning Of Life
You know how Jesus kills Christian children when He needs another little angel in heaven? Sadly, this phenemenon results in the long-term survival of the Christians Jesus needs least. Christ's rejects, if you will. After visiting the Freehold Maximum Security Retirement Chateux yesterday, I had suffered from so much elder wisdom that I was almost happy to think that Obama's death panels will be blowing up the whole building any day now.
They kept saying (paraphrased) "as I lie on my deathbed, I think I wasted too much of my life chasing money and success, I should have focused more on being happy with the little things, blah blah blah".
Yeah, of course you're saying that, gramps, all you've got is the little things. Like entertaining each other with epic tales of your bowels and related parts.
You don't even remember the spine-vibrating roar of a Hummer 3 spinning its tires, nor the feeling of the crowds eyes upon your thousand-dollar+ suit, the look of terror on the face of the underling as he apologizes for having brushed against you.
You wish you'd spent more time with your family? I doubt they'd return the compliment. And me, I spend plenty of time with my family: my $3,500, Cavalier King Charles Spaniel:
And my $19,999 H2 Hummer Golf Cart:
THIS is why Jesus put us on His earth. Not to harrass your innocent relations with hemmroid epics, not to oogle sunsets like some stupid plant, not to travel the heathen world. Get a grip, be useful to Christ, and maybe He'll have you ascend to heaven so you can leave those on earth alone.
They kept saying (paraphrased) "as I lie on my deathbed, I think I wasted too much of my life chasing money and success, I should have focused more on being happy with the little things, blah blah blah".
Yeah, of course you're saying that, gramps, all you've got is the little things. Like entertaining each other with epic tales of your bowels and related parts.
You don't even remember the spine-vibrating roar of a Hummer 3 spinning its tires, nor the feeling of the crowds eyes upon your thousand-dollar+ suit, the look of terror on the face of the underling as he apologizes for having brushed against you.
You wish you'd spent more time with your family? I doubt they'd return the compliment. And me, I spend plenty of time with my family: my $3,500, Cavalier King Charles Spaniel:
And my $19,999 H2 Hummer Golf Cart:
THIS is why Jesus put us on His earth. Not to harrass your innocent relations with hemmroid epics, not to oogle sunsets like some stupid plant, not to travel the heathen world. Get a grip, be useful to Christ, and maybe He'll have you ascend to heaven so you can leave those on earth alone.
It makes me feel a bit lonely at times. 
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