Conclusion: (n) a judgment or decision reached by reasoning.
I have come to the conclusion that the more conclusions you come to, the less likely it is that you will actually arrive at a conclusion.
The human race has an inordinate greed to be smart. It’s in all of us.
Each one of us has to press it down a little bit or we would be incapable of standing in line at a grocery store without strangling the person in
front of us, who has twelve items in the ten-item lane.
You see, the problem is, we know this person has twelve items because for some ridiculous reason, we counted them.
Yes, the conclusion we must come to is that there’s a certain amount of indifference–dare we say, apathy?–which is necessary to possess in order to live with other humans. Otherwise, we begin to desire to treat them like animals, brought to us for training.
So may I present to you, in all humility, the only three conclusions that matter from the moment they cut your umbilical cord until the day you sever the cord between yourself and the living:
- The happiest people in the world do not draw any conclusions.
- If they have conclusions, they use them to benefit their own journey and decorate their own space.
- A world without conclusions is often chaotic, but does allow for excellence to rise to the top.
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