Consequence: (n) a result or effect of an action or condition
It is astounding that the Creator, along with Mother Nature, allows infirmity for those who have become wiser, and grants energy to the stupid.
When I was much younger, I had a “F.A.T. Me” philosophy. To put it in common, everyday, street lingo, it stands for: “Fucking Adjust To Me.”
I recognized that people did matter, traditions were in place, and even, to some extent, that the natural order of the Earth cycled in with purpose.
Yet if any of that contradicted my immediate desire, my attitude was “F.A.T. Me.”
It took many years of consequences–which refused to adjust to me–to finally conclude that pain was certainly worse than me evolving toward reason.
Now, what makes this interesting is that the transition I’m speaking of is not determined by age. God knows there are people in their seventies, even eighties, who
still think that everyone should “fucking adjust to them.”
They start out with a frown, then heave a deep sigh, hoping to scare you away from your objection, and then, if you persist, come with a full onslaught of incessant complaining.
If you give in, you are subject to the height and breadth of their insight.
If you decide you don’t want to battle the entire Earth, but instead, stand against their predilection, you will have to endure some really nasty attitude.
There are consequences that have been in place for so long that they are not impressed with the F.A.T. ME.
The sooner you realize that the Earth has been doing the Earth for so long that it pretty well knows what is “Earth-like,” then you can grow up–and be a successful Earthling.
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