ONCE UPON A LONG TIME AGO, when i was young and wild, and sampling mind altering substances, a profound notion struck me. everything that everybody says to me is B.S. everything. all of it.
the next day i laughed at myself, thinking i had been a bit extreme. now, thirty five years later, i'm not so sure.
words are like a finger, pointing at the moon, and the moon is like truth. whatever somebody, anybody, says to you, whatever you read or hear, is a finger pointing at something, and if it points anywhere near the truth, consider yourself lucky.
and when you do your own finger pointing, if you poin anywhere near truth, you'll never know it.
Beware those who speak with extreme certainly about anything. methinks the king doth protest too much.
there is an online business called "speed date". an ad from this business can appear in any email box anywhere in the world at anytime, so beware.
this business, it seems to me, is ingenious, and i would be surprised if it doen's make good money. it matches people up according to profiles, giving five minutes online "speed dates" for free, but charging for membership for longer dates and the power to choose your own date.
it makes you want to join, and pay. the only slight flaw might be in the fact that, even if you don't join, and pay money, they give you enough speed dating to make it fun, as in a sense there is an incentive not to join.
young beautiful girls come on there saying that they are looking for a long term relationship, and noticed what a wonderful man you are. they are always single, without kids, thirty - ish, drop dead gorgeous, and they are always currently living in ghana, all of them.
they all profess great interest in you, and want to come and be with you, but can't aford the ticket from ghana to america. can you help?
this too seems like a pretty good money making idea, although it must be against the law, under fraud statutes. that would be its only down side...
one wonders how many lonely, stupid guys have given out their credit card info to the love of his life in ghana? a drop dead gorgeous babe can walk up to almost any man on the planet, and elicit from him an instant promise of marriage. that fact alone makes online dating profitable.
an airline ticket from ghana? why don't these girls just do it the old fashioned way? unless, of course, the girls don't really exist...
Bb
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