Joined: 14 Jan 2005 Posts: 175 Location: Tampa, FL
Insanity Posted: 02-14-05 14:48pm
Insanity
do not let the good cheat you out of the
best. My ego has saved my skin many
times. It keeps me alert to danger in
unfamiliar places. It has kept me sharp
and hopefully one step ahead of trouble
for years. Ego is a critical part of the
desire to survive, and without a well
developed ego, no species can long
survive. That's the good part.
But my ego is pure fear, it can be nothing
else. And it screams at me when I am
approached by this novel spiritual
approach to my drinking problem you dare
not go there, do not look at these things
with an open mind. For they will spell
the end of you.
And my pride tells me you need not go
there, for that path leads nowhere. Both
of them in their own fashions have what
they believe to be my best interests at
heart, but they both are mad. My ego is
pathologically insane and it knows the
path of spiritual growth spells only
trouble for it. And my pride just doesn't
know any better. There is a subtle form
of madness about it all.
The form of insanity the book talks about
reminds me of the guy who gets a flat tire
right in front of an insane asylum in the
middle of the night. In the process of
changing his tire, he accidentally kicks
the lug nuts into an overgrown ditch.
Sitting there in the dark, in despair, lug
nuts lost forever, he hears a voice.
Looking around, he sees this little inmate
sticking his face against the bars or his
second floor window. The guy yells down
to him to take one lug nut off each of the
remaining three wheels and that will hold
the spare on until you get into town. The
guy with the flat yells back up, you're a
genius, what are you doing in a place like
this? The little inmate yells back oh no
man, i'm as crazy as a bunk house rat, but
I ain't stupid.
i in turn wish you the best in clear
fearless thinking,
shadowalker164
