Where ever you be, let your wind go free, for it was the cause of the death of me. (discovered on an old tombstone)
That's the more eloquent way of saying that in the larger scheme of things everyone's life ultimately ends up as just a fart in the breeze.
confusion is self imposed, by trying to filter reality through comfortingly familiar assumptions about false simplicity. diversity is the nature of reality. nothing to be confused about.
I like that Pressed Rat. Maybe if someone is buried next to you and you put what you wrote on your tombstone they can put what I wrote on theirs.
i got suspended from school once (grade 7) due to my choice of ballcap (and refusing to remove it after being told to by the fascist teacher and dictator principal) it said When I die, I want them to bury me facedown and ass up so that the whole world can kiss my ass
