My Mood Tonight

Out beyond the ideas
of wrongdoing and rightdoing
there is a field
I'll meet you there
when the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about
ideas, language, even the phrase 'each other'

Poem by Jalaluddin Rumi, 13th Century Sufi Poet

Hubris

Sometimes I wish I wasn't such an intellectual snob. Some of the people I deal with on a daily basis are so fucking ignorant I want to poke their eyeballs out.

I sincerely doubt that I'm as 'smart' as I think I am, either. But if I wasn't a hell of a lot smarter than these people, I would probably kill myself.

SacreMerde on a popsicle stick, these people are so fucking stupid.

And I am so ashamed to have this attitude.