To one extant or another, most of us have been, and some still
remain where you are. Heartsick, desolate and alone. As fellow
quads, we have the capacity to know and appreciate what it does
to one to be divested of his autonomy; to dwell on the enormity of
an overwhelming helplessness to cope, and to continue jousting
that damned windmill called “living.”
Following, is an insightful perspective from which one might view
an otherwise intolerable condition of life, as being, well......Not so
intolerable after all:
“It was once announced that the Devil was going out of business and
would sell all his equipment to those who were willing to pay the price.��
On the big day of the sale, all his tools were attractively displayed.
There were Envy, Jealousy, Hatred, Malice, Deceit, Sensuality, Pride,
Idolatry, Wealth and other implements of evil display. Each of the
tools was marked with its own price tag.�
Set apart from the others, was a harmless looking, wedge-shaped
tool very much worn, bearing nevertheless, a higher price than
anything else on display.
Satan was queried as to the name of the tool and it’s intended
use. "That,” he replied, is “Discouragement,”.
"The next question came quickly, "And why is it priced so high even
though it is plain to see that it is worn more than these others?"�
Because replied the devil, "It is more useful to me than all these others.
I can pry open and get into a man's heart with that, when all other tools
fail. Once inside, he can be used in whatever way suits me best. It is
worn well because I use it on everybody I can, and few even know that
it belongs to me. I’ve priced it so high that it will never been sold. It still
belongs to me, and I still use it on all but the very strongest.”
“Usually,” said Satan, “such stength is derived either from (1) an
individual’s personal will-power, (2) from his profound faith in my
adversary, that fellow called God.” “Or, from a combination of the two.”
“(1), I can sometimes overcome.” “(2), Is a no win.”
Kindest regards,
Boyd
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On 8/25/04 11:46 AM, "dave headman" <
[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
better to have loved and lost than to never haved loved at all.c4-25yrs post
that sentiment may seem a little trite at the end of a relationship
but it's absolutely true.
i have never been, nor will i ever be in love.
all my friends have long since dissappeared. family is absolutely
undependabe. this is my dead end street.
imagine wanting somthing to eat, and getting it. wanting to go
somwhere and going there. these are luxuries i can only dream of.
if you look at my glass as being half full, i'm not being abused, i have
cable tv, i'm not in any pain, my roomate is comatose and i have
internet access. wow!
waking up every morning have nothing to look forward to, having no
prospects. just taking up space, wasting everybodys time & resourses.
so keep on complaining.
mabe you'll be able to see the forrest through the trees.
dave headman
