Zen and the art of emotional freeloading

14 12 2003

Clear your mind.

When some bald crackerjack, cialis sales viagra sale decked out in robes and matching accoutrements, best cialis capsule moseys up in your face and in fluent dalai-lama-ese mutters “the obstacle is the path”, I urge you to unclench those fists. Just nod. He’s on to something. You see, when you’re an alien (which after reading this first paragraph you’re pretty sure I am), the obstacle of being a foreigner in a strange land is the path. And it’s a path littered with surrogate love and in some cases, stuffed turkey.

Oh, and if you’re the kind of person who’s gonna say to me “But Noodle, is the path really even there?” then you can just nick off back to right now. I really don’t have time for free-floating, take-it-too-far-with-the-Zen people today. I’m sorry, but if you’re having trouble keeping up with the news ticker at the bottom of your life screen, or if your earth umbilicus is threatening to jump its mooring, then you need professional help. But there I go just being, because I am. You with me?

Now what was I saying? Please, please, please clear your mind or you’ll never keep up. Read the rest of this entry »

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