With or without religion, you would have good people doing good things and evil people doing evil things. But for good people to do evil things, that takes religion.
The good life, as I conceive it, is a happy life. I do not mean that if you are good you will be happy - I mean that if you are happy you will be good.
Too much sanity may be madness and the maddest of all, to see life as it is and not as it should be.
I enjoy paying taxes. With them I buy civilization.
2002-01-01 - 9:00 p.m.
I'm in a weird mood today. I'm partly depressed and partly happy, at the same time. I know I shouldn't be down but I am. I had some really nice ego boosts the last few days. First Joyous Joy greets me by saying, "Have I told you how wonderful you are lately?" That lifted my mood right up. Then Lisa sent me an email telling me how much I mean to her. Yet I'm feeling lonely.
I didn't really have my Doctor Who Marathon last night. I did watch one whole serial, one of my favorites, The Time Monster. It is a third doctor, Jon Pertwee, episode. I prefer the fourth doctor, Tom Baker, but I have seen his more times. It helped a bit.
I've been watching a lot of the Law and Order marathon on A & E. That is a show that I really never get tired of. I caught a couple of episodes that I hand never seen. I usually watch the Twilight Zone marathon on the Sci Fi network. I have seen them so many times though I decided to give it a rest this year. I can't remember no being a fan of TZ. It was on when I was a little kid and always loved it. It was great when I was 5 and it still holds up.
Maybe I'll go read LOTR now. It's been more than a year since my last reading of it. I have never opened the Millennium edition.
This is not the entry I wanted to write. I wanted to discuss how I feel now. I just can't put it into words though. I'm earwormed with the M*A*S*H theme now.
The game of life is hard to play
I'm going to lose it anyway
The losing card I'll someday lay
So this is all I have to say…
I'm also thinking a lot about a scene in Doctor Who. The Doctor is telling Jo about how when he was young he was depressed and went to see this wise old man to find the secret to life. The man said nothing, he just pointed to this flower, a weed. It was like a daisy. The old man said nothing but the Doctor looked at the daisy through the old man's eyes. He had never see such colors before. It was the "daisiest daisy" he had ever seen. Then he saw that the rocks weren't grey, they were green and brown. The snow was not ugly slush but brilliant white. It is so much the kind of things I often think about. It's all in your perspective.
Enough nonsense for now. I hope my head is clearer tomorrow.
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