People who are different are dangerous; they belong to another tribe, they want our lands and our women.
We must marry, have children, reproduce the species.
Love is only a small thing, enough for one person, and any suggestion that the heart might be larger than this is considered perverse.
When we marry, we are authorized to take possession of the other person, body and soul.
We must do jobs we detest because we are part of an 9orgainized society. And if everyone did what they wanted to do, the world would come to a standstill.
We must buy jewellery, it identifies us with our tribe, just as body-piercing identifies those of a different tribe.
We must be amusing at all times and sneer at those who express their real feelings; it is dangerous for a tribe to allow members to show their feelings.
We must at all costs avoid saying NO because people prefer those who always say YEs, and this allows us to survive in a hostile territory.
What other people think is more important than what we feel.
Never make a fuss, it might attract the attention of a enemy tribe.
If you behave differently, you will be expelled from the tribe. because you could infect others and destroy something that was extremely difficult to organize in the first place.
We must always consider thelook of our new cave and if we do not have a clear idea of our own, then we must call in a decorator who will do his best to show others that good taste we have.
We must eat three meals a day even if we are not hungry, and when we fail to fit the current ideal of beauty we must fast, even if we are starving.
nothing could aptly describe. no one can rightly challenge. no soul could seemly defy. welcome to my world. where i make the rules and you stick by them.
About Me
- a name no longer mentioned
- Standing by, All the way. Here to help you through your day. Holding you up, When you are weak, Helping you find what it is you seek. Catching your tears, When you cry. Pulling you through when the tide is high. Absorbing your voice When you talk. Standing by when you learn to walk. Just being there, Through thick and thin, All just to say, you are my friend.
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
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