there is light at the end of the tunnel. and it's coming from a train. it just hit me: i am my religion.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

rich in spirit

blessed are they who are poor, for they are rich in spirit. spirit, as in enthusiasm? maybe. should the word be used in another sense, i'd throw a fit and picket at the gates of vatican city. the poor have no sense of morality. all they care is their survival. they dont listen to their conscience, coz they think depravity is its ultimate consequence. the poor are also poor in spirit. they make their poverty an excuse for everything. they don't care if they've skinned you alive, all they care is that they're alive and surviving.

1 comment:

Vitamin Bitch said...

God. It's so difficult to disagree.