I of L
All things I understood. Feeling like my mind was fighting for the greater good. The ironies of life are so subtly amusing I thought I would share my revelations with you, in this medium, for which you may appreciate the irony. It all melts down to Newtonian Law of Motion, in which we apply motion a measure of accuracy; metaphorically so to life, and ensue the subtle ironies. Groucho Marx has this to say about the irony of his life, a personal journey we all must experience to lighten the seriousness our our existential and moral decay as a people. Marx is quoted, “I intend to live forever, or die trying.”
For me my irony comes at a more sad plateau, I realize I was born with nothing, and still have most it left. I’ve learned reality is the only obstacle to happiness, and that it truly works better when you plug it in. I feel diagonally parked in a parallel universe, forever stuck. I’ve learned that on the other hand, are different fingers, and not much else. Furthermore time has been the best teacher I’ve ever had, and sadly it will kill everyone of it’s students. Do you see how it’s all just characterized often the poignant difference or incongruity between what is expected and what actually is? It’s a sad fact of life, that we live such unreal lives, and speak a language laden with such ironies, that mirror our own.
Lend me not to temptation, I can find it myself, somewhere in between sleeping during final exam reviews, and zombie walking from first to seventh period. The irony is they expect me to learn at 7:20 in the morning. I live like a Boss, why be difficult? When with a tiny bit of effort you can be impossible? DO you get what I’m saying? It’s very important actually, realize if you lose your left arm, your right will be left. Realize life is a sexually transmitted disease and we live in these ironies, these truths of our existence.
The point and yes, there is one is that people find life entirely too time consuming. Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn’t go away. Like Alucard said, “I think I was wrong once, but I might have been mistaken…”
So many ironies, I could say them all day. The best defense is a good offense, age is a high price to pay for maturity, to be old and wise you must first be young and stupid. We patronize the real life. Half asleep or wide away, drifting in and out of our own ironies. We live in the I of L, and that within itself is ironic. The reason my own point is so hard to explain is because of irony! The simplest things are the hardest to explain!
Every person lives a life to find it’s irony and it’s a personal goal to which we all aspire, even subconsciously, great men like Emerson, “Who you are speaks so loudly I cannot hear what you say.” Tristan Bernard, “The paradox of homosexuals is that they grow more numerous every year, even they are not able to reproduce.” And my own revelation my life’s irony culminates in this note, that seems to be the greatest irony of my life, and maybe yours.
“The people whom you love and love you the most, are the ones that hurt you the worst.” - Me. in the I of L. We hold these ironies to be self evident that all life is created unequal and we are endowed by our own aspirations with certain unalienable ironies, that among these are listed above in brief. We are prisoners to ideas, chained by our own stupidity, through with we understand our true knowledge. The parallelism, the irony of our lives is what makes it so fun. Such a strange and wondrous experience, and the only one. Which makes it the best, worst, happiest and saddest life we’ve ever lives. Ironically so. The only question left, is whether you’d give your left arm to be ambidextrous?
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