Wednesday, May 30, 2007

If life gives you Lemons....

From Kierkegaard's Repetition

How did I get into the world? Why was I not asked about it, why was I not informed of the rules and regulations but just thrust into the ranks as if I had been bought by a peddling shanghaier of human beings? How did I get involved in this big enterprise called actuality? Why should I be involved? Isn't it a matter of choice? And if I am compelled to be involved, where is the manager—I have something to say about this. Is there no manager? To whom shall I make my complaint?


...MAKE FUKIN LEMONADE!

2 comments:

The Spark!! said...

Hey,
This post of urs is amazing!!
...of love, and things meant to be

hmm.... said...

make ur own rules man ...
and then i think there shud be no room for complaints..