Karma is like sashimi, you never know what you're going to get.
Karma exists because energy cannot be destroyed, it can only be transferred. I like to think that it's the Buddhist way of instilling fear in people. It's a less threatening version of other religions' impending repercussions for when you commit sin, which is probably why I like it better. It's not difficult to choose which one to prefer:
Buddhist
Do bad = Receive bad
Do good = Receive good
Screw up = do it all over again
Buddhists are kind of like the good cops, modern parents in the religious scene. Only problem with modern parents is they get walked all over and their kids think they're scum.
Buddhist
Do bad = Receive bad
Do good = Receive good
Screw up = do it all over again
Buddhists are kind of like the good cops, modern parents in the religious scene. Only problem with modern parents is they get walked all over and their kids think they're scum.
Others
Do bad = Eventually go to hell and get licked by flames and stabbed by giant pitchforks designed for molestation
Do good = 70 virgins await for you in eternal cloudland beneath the glowing, warm embrace of god
Old fashioned parenting will reprimand you as you go but it's up to you to fuck up your own life eventually, if you so choose. "We did what we could." Getting in a booth and asking for forgiveness is kinda like having to sit in a corner and think about what you've done and you still get people who can't measure for themselves their rights and wrongs because their repercussions come in intangible lump sums after.
Do bad = Eventually go to hell and get licked by flames and stabbed by giant pitchforks designed for molestation
Do good = 70 virgins await for you in eternal cloudland beneath the glowing, warm embrace of god
Old fashioned parenting will reprimand you as you go but it's up to you to fuck up your own life eventually, if you so choose. "We did what we could." Getting in a booth and asking for forgiveness is kinda like having to sit in a corner and think about what you've done and you still get people who can't measure for themselves their rights and wrongs because their repercussions come in intangible lump sums after.
So if I don't go to hell, karma's going to get me and today it did and it's not even 8am:
Call the local oral gigolo to make fun of him and put it up on the internet =
Call the local oral gigolo to make fun of him and put it up on the internet =
Some random asshole calls you up at 6.30am and asks you to keep talking cos he's going to "come everywhere".
Fella, I don't care where you put it, just don't put it in my ear at this ungodly hour. How did I get to involuntarily be part of a strangers orgasm yet again today? I was looking through my vox neighbourhood and found that I've a few pervs and mostly lesbian fetish groups attached to me. I am of neither genetic whackery but apparently I'm lesbian-fetish material. Yeah, whatever, I respect that you're into that kind of thing but it's a bit of an unexpected niche that with what I write, women want to tie me up and make me wear cheap imitation leather and fishnet stockings for kinks. Fishnet and PVC just doesn't scream sexy to me. Call me crazy.
At least I don't fall into the category of Asian fetish material because I've said this before, I may be Asian but I'm a real woman, not a fetish. Do I look like I'm going to lick shit out of a cup for you? No. Fantasise away from my ear please and thank you and goodbye.
So now I'm cranky because I can't sleep and I'm a little annoyed, wondering if I really did bring this on myself. It's too early in the day. For that, I'm going to watch Ex Drummer till it's a sound enough hour to start running errands. *Hrmph.
New idiom for today: karma is like trying to eat a live fish. Don't expect it not to bite back.
Mmm.. sashimi.
At least I don't fall into the category of Asian fetish material because I've said this before, I may be Asian but I'm a real woman, not a fetish. Do I look like I'm going to lick shit out of a cup for you? No. Fantasise away from my ear please and thank you and goodbye.
So now I'm cranky because I can't sleep and I'm a little annoyed, wondering if I really did bring this on myself. It's too early in the day. For that, I'm going to watch Ex Drummer till it's a sound enough hour to start running errands. *Hrmph.
New idiom for today: karma is like trying to eat a live fish. Don't expect it not to bite back.
Mmm.. sashimi.
Comments
For that I'm not telling you what I think about 'The Trait'. Hahah.
Karma's a bitch but revenge is sweet.
On a slightly weirder note, I saw Ex Drummer. Loved it, up until the No-Country-for-Old-Men Type ending. Music was awesome though. But what's up with all the women? I mean, Dries's girlfriend was relatively the most normal woman, which is funny because Dries, to me, was by far the craziest character in the movie. So what does that say about Lio? And by extension, the rest of the women in the movie?
Still, I think Koen Mortimer is great. But Herman Brusselmans is mental.