October 12, 2012
Time is flying faster and faster. And there is no looking back. There is a need to put a helmet that makes one see only what is up front. There are distractors, lots of them, but they must be shut or shot down. There are also forces who are so full of themselves, thinking that the world was created because of them. We all know that it is only a matter of time, and the proper structure of things will mold them as better people. It would also help if they be under my jurisdiction by that time. For I would gladly oblige to do the deed of correcting them–for their own good.
Weekend is here again. And as there seems to be so much time in my hands, I must be cautious.