There stood one whose countenance I knew not, an image before my eyes, and I heard the voice as it were of a gentle wind...
Tuesday, 3 January 2012
On Not Worrying
Sometimes I don't worry about certain things; sometimes I son't worry about anything in particular but most often I have trouble worrying at all. There's different ways not to worry; standing, walking, sitting are just some of them while sleeping and preoccupying ones self on what's more important are among the most effective ways to not worry. Some things don't lead anywhere immediately but everything leads somewhere eventually, but I don't mind, why don't I mind? well that's simple; I-just-don't. Besides sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof more or less...
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