Now the Culps had their pitch down. They knew that every potential buyer in that room (save for one) was lost, desperate, searching, dissatisfied with his or her life, and therefore openand by open I mean subject to influence.
They cleverly used the word Stuck. A word so general anyone could find meaning in it, not unlike a fortune cookie. We were all united by our inability to improve our lives .and guess who had the ability to pull us out of the mud? The Culps. They would lead us out. Dont get me wrong, we would all have to do our part. We would all pitch in like a not so shovel ready emotional public works program which would require extensive sharing .so much sharing, in fact, that it would make an Alanon group seem like a bunch of introverts.
In addition, we would have to let go of our painful ego structure by removing identity. Let me repeat that let go of our painful ego structure by removing identity. The math was basic and alarming.
Once we removed our identities, we could manifest what we wanted in our lives: the great job, the big break, the perfect woman, less back hair
Got Jesus? Probably not.
bump 4 l8tr. sure like the title and its ammendments. the opening is kinda cool, too.
Good article, with an excellent conclusion.
A person can actually make a living by writing articles like this? Where do I sign up?
This story is really sad. What a disturbed little girl.
Poor girl did sound very lost.
She needs the Lord, not some collectivist hokum. Only He can heal the heart.
“My note said Newt in 2012. I was to put the note back in the box and bury it in the sand for another loving soul to find. I hoped 65 million loving souls would find that box.”
Lol - That’s funny, thanks for posting.
Especially so was where the author said that psychology gave him the knowledge to see all his faults... but nothing with which to change/fix them.
Me am amazed people like that exist.
What an entertaining read!
>> This didn’t have anything to do with politics.
>> It didn’t have anything to do with being a liberal
>> or a conservative. It had to do with being a human
>> being, and frankly, I felt badly for her and hoped
>> that whatever path she chose, she’d eventually
>> find her box in the sand.