I would like to publicly thank Shannon for what she said a few nights ago.

"What's wrong?"

"I've been trying to come up with the meaning of life again and it's not working and I'm so tired."

"It affects you so much!"

"I know."

"But at least it's better than not feeling it at all."

"Why?"

"Because, you need to feel it."

"Why?"

"Because, .... It's like going to the bathroom when you need to."

"But what about people who never feel it; who don't ever have to go to the bathroom?"

"Well, that's just not good. ...It means they have a damaged rectum."

Ha! My rectum is in WORKING ORDER! And the more upset I get over not being able to come to a conclusion, the healthier I am! It means the toxins in my brain are being *expelled*, and not being blocked up in a diseased rectum! It also means that everything I do believe and I do accomplish is 50 times as meritorious than those with diseased rectums, because there is a mental will and fury behind a healthy rectum that's truth and purity can be unmatched by anyone with blockage!!!

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