It is easier for me to think up 1,000 ideas for a blog post than actually write a single blog, so here are some ideas worthy of a post that still work well on their own:
Nothing is so much a barrier to success as a handy excuse.
It is wisdom to know who you are, but not to the point of excluding who you might become.
What kind of world are we living in that a corporation is given the rights of a person but not an unborn child?
Never in mankind’s history have we so fundamentally changed our means of existence with so little thought.
No society has ever been destroyed by giving too much to its poor.
What man, if his son asked him for a fish, would give him poison? Besides a Frenchman.
A memorial should be built to all of those who died in wars that were fought for false reasons.
Look at the physical if you will not look at the spiritual. Our stores offer a bounty of health foods, fresh produce from around the world, yet we eat junk food, we get fat. We have wealth without contentment. So too we have a glut of information available at our fingertips, yet we get stupid.
Feminism is not inherently bourgeois, but bourgeois feminism is the only one given voice in our society. That is why women’s issues discuss glass ceilings rather than dirt floors.
What kind of hell must one be living in in order to risk prison?
Our country is the only one that truly permits you to speak bad of your country, so you really shouldn’t say anything bad about it.
Good enough may be an acceptable end, but it should never be an acceptable goal.
Is love a state of being we aspire to or the action required to attain that state?
An individual may on occasion escape the consequences of his actions (karma), though seldom. A society, never. A culture, by ignoring its prophets, seals its fate.
We look for things or people that are incorruptible. There is nothing incorruptible, merely uncorrupted. We neglect the role we play. We value innocence, but only the kind we cannot alter. We throw mud at purity and mock it for its stain.
TV pollutes our minds and dulls our senses. It is a babysitter that molests children. And yet those who are on the television scream “first amendment” and “freedom of speech”. How is corporate control freedom of speech? And what rights did our forefathers grant corporations, anyway?
Perhaps the media may not always be telling you what to think, but it is always telling you what to think about.
We have to believe in free will, we have no other choice.
Vulgarity ruins a good conversation. One does not eat a fine meal in an outhouse.
When I was young and thought of all the things I was not, it felt like freedom. Now I think of the things I am not nor will ever be and it feels like failure.
How will children grow to become individuals when they are no longer ever alone but always attached to the group mind via the internet? And how will society avoid group think when we are always in a crowd?
It doesn’t have to be your fault to be your problem.
You are more likely to care about the woman whose child is sick from hunger if its cries keep you up all night.
Such is the world we live in that calling someone an animal is an insult, while calling them a machine is a compliment.
Toys have typically been miniature versions of tools adults use. What can be said then of Grand Theft Auto?
The past will contend with us, the future remember us. We stand in the here and now, staking our claim on eternity.
Whoever dies with the most toys, dies a child.
Each man is an island unto himself. But though a sea of difference may divide us, an entire world of commonality lies beneath.
When we can no longer find something to believe in, we must become something to believe in. That is what it means to be an adult.
It’s hard to see the big picture when your eyes are always on the bottom line.
Ego warps truth in the same way that planets and stars warp space and time.
There is no greater thing than to be oneself, and it is never too late to do so.
I tried getting high on life but I couldn’t handle the side effects.
Sheep only need a single flock, but people need two: one to belong to and to make them feel comfortable, and one to blame all of society’s problems on.