Thumbs, Crumbs, Life, and the Beyond! ((A philosphy)(part one of two))

Thumbs, Crumbs, Life, and the Beyond!
((A philosophy) (part one of two))

We learn by what we lack, it is a simple statement, and not oversimplified by no means just cut your two thumbs off and try to eat! If you don’t thank God for your thumbs now, you will then. We learn by what we lack, a good thing to remember. We must admit, God’s handiwork is something to take note of. In most cases once it is done, it can never be undone.
On another similar note, you don’t know what hunger is, not until all you have to eat is someone else’s crumbs, and if they are taken away one would tear out his beard, I’m sure if he had one.
When I was on my twenty-year drunk, I could not smell the sweet smells of the flowers; feel the coolness of the evenings. Appreciate the light from the moon, the rambling stars. If we do not discover these things in the little time we have, we die, and then who will be your witness? Let’s hope one does not have to regret, what then?
All will vanish in time. This often times brings a person to the point of not wanting to be alone. And so we build statues, monuments to be remembered by, but these too will disappear as all mankind will one day; as the stars will, all lost to forgetfulness.
So true is the old way of thinking: man comes upon earth, and he rules a little space, like a god. But time is his master, and death has no remedy. Death, my death, the fear of it, at one point urged, or edged, me to action; and the beyond, the hereafter. If not in reality in the imagination, we all want to carry on. So we push upon the generations we live, like Hemingway, and Faulkner, and the great generals, and kings and presidents, and painters (Picasso, Dali, etc.,) musicians, building a little world for them beyond the grave, thinking they will return on the ramparts of the city of the gods.
Deep in man’s genes, is the primeval monster, the Tiamat.
Habits, build on top of ones character, they actually build character, and somehow man came to the decision we all arrived here by chance. If I ask you for reason of why you think, or reason as you do this or that, you will tell me I’m unreasonable. But if you are right, we often, more often than not, act spontaneous; thus, chance has a big job to do.
We know if the sun or a star was to kiss our lovely earth, we’d burn up. It is like the lust of a man, is it not.
And so I gain all this wisdom, and I die. Now my neighbor, he has gained none, he’s lazy bum, and he dies. Now the ignorant is equal to the wise, where is the catch? It is only important in its immediate effect.
We want to cover the world with democracy; this is the new world trend. Has been only for a short time, compared to time past; hoping to produce pleasant waters for the careless; deep-driven we are to do so. Unfortunately, we have not learned how to swim back to reality; we are a hive of wild bees.

I know, we all have fine phrases, but we never live by them, and we also have immaterial ideas. We no longer live by them either. The Golden Age of Man has long past, we are now in the “Trying Age” and keep trying we do, and do and do, and try to outdo.