Row Row Row your boat gently down the stream. Merrily Merrily Merrily Merrily life is but a dream….
When I grow up I want to be just like you.
Someone once said…
“You must become like children to enter the Kingdom of God.”
and again.
Suffer not these children let them come to me for the Kingdom of Heaven belongs to such as these.”
Is it possible your perception of what encapsulates maturity is based on a currupt construct of reality to begin with?
Your conformity to a system designed to enslave your mind, spirit and tick away the years of your existence to feed a machine.
It’s not that your point isn’t truth. It is.
We wouldn’t want your brain surgeon pullin girls hair or wiping boogers underneath the operating table….
However the manner in which you stated your thesis reeked of an uptight, self inflated pompous dick.