Karma
Sue Denham writes, "I once slipped out of work two hours early without the boss noticing. In my hurry to make the most of this petty victory, I knocked myself out on the car door and spent the rest of the day semi-conscious, bowking rich brown vomit over my one and only suit."
Have you been visited by the forces of Karma, or watched it happen to other people?
Thanks to Pooflake for the suggestion
( , Thu 21 Feb 2008, 14:24)
Sue Denham writes, "I once slipped out of work two hours early without the boss noticing. In my hurry to make the most of this petty victory, I knocked myself out on the car door and spent the rest of the day semi-conscious, bowking rich brown vomit over my one and only suit."
Have you been visited by the forces of Karma, or watched it happen to other people?
Thanks to Pooflake for the suggestion
( , Thu 21 Feb 2008, 14:24)
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Karma
Apologies for the delay, but Karma decided to take a dirty great chunk out of my arse the very week that I was writing a story about Karma.
And there you have it. I believe that what goes around comes around. This belief has enabled me to NOT take shiny sharp samurai swords to people who have hurt me or my family. It has enabled me to do charitable actions I wouldn't have ordinarily bothered to do ("this is good karma" I think, handing some poor unfortunate something I don't really need; surely negating the process with this solitary thought)
Anyway - the story I was writing concerned someone else’s bad karma and my terrible delight at it. Karma saw me writing this tale and thought: "Fuck you my_cat, Have some of THIS..."
I have a friend. We have been friends for many years, some might say 15 years - I would silence those people because I don't want to reveal my terrible old age. Lately my friend has been going through a VERY, VERY messy divorce from a psychotic-blatently-gay-carries-knives-all-the-time-all-round-scary-mother-fucker. I have been warning her and crying, begging and pleading her to be sensible in this divorce. "Just get rid", "Be careful", "Don't rile him up"...all the time thinking smugly to myself about how well I dealt with my own divorce. Actually feeling rather self-congratulatory about my life, you know the stuff: "I wouldn't have done that", "She's being so stupid" blah, blah.
We end up falling out. I can't keep my fat mouth shut; she's in pain and can't hear the stuff I'm telling her.
He abducts the children last Friday. Subjects them to a weekend of threats of suicide and teetering from the balcony of his flat. He's arrested, finally, the children taken into care. My mate was fucking her 21 year old lover at the time. She called me crying.
Now, Karma plays a part in this...but where? Was it my Karma? for being snotty in my head about the way my friend was dealing with things? Was it her’s for fucking a silly boy when she KNEW those kids weren't safe?, was it the ex husband's for being such an unutterable prick?
All I know is that it wasn't the childrens' and they ended up suffering the most
Apologies for the darkness. You caught me in a nasty fucking week.
( , Thu 21 Feb 2008, 15:00, 1 reply)
Apologies for the delay, but Karma decided to take a dirty great chunk out of my arse the very week that I was writing a story about Karma.
And there you have it. I believe that what goes around comes around. This belief has enabled me to NOT take shiny sharp samurai swords to people who have hurt me or my family. It has enabled me to do charitable actions I wouldn't have ordinarily bothered to do ("this is good karma" I think, handing some poor unfortunate something I don't really need; surely negating the process with this solitary thought)
Anyway - the story I was writing concerned someone else’s bad karma and my terrible delight at it. Karma saw me writing this tale and thought: "Fuck you my_cat, Have some of THIS..."
I have a friend. We have been friends for many years, some might say 15 years - I would silence those people because I don't want to reveal my terrible old age. Lately my friend has been going through a VERY, VERY messy divorce from a psychotic-blatently-gay-carries-knives-all-the-time-all-round-scary-mother-fucker. I have been warning her and crying, begging and pleading her to be sensible in this divorce. "Just get rid", "Be careful", "Don't rile him up"...all the time thinking smugly to myself about how well I dealt with my own divorce. Actually feeling rather self-congratulatory about my life, you know the stuff: "I wouldn't have done that", "She's being so stupid" blah, blah.
We end up falling out. I can't keep my fat mouth shut; she's in pain and can't hear the stuff I'm telling her.
He abducts the children last Friday. Subjects them to a weekend of threats of suicide and teetering from the balcony of his flat. He's arrested, finally, the children taken into care. My mate was fucking her 21 year old lover at the time. She called me crying.
Now, Karma plays a part in this...but where? Was it my Karma? for being snotty in my head about the way my friend was dealing with things? Was it her’s for fucking a silly boy when she KNEW those kids weren't safe?, was it the ex husband's for being such an unutterable prick?
All I know is that it wasn't the childrens' and they ended up suffering the most
Apologies for the darkness. You caught me in a nasty fucking week.
( , Thu 21 Feb 2008, 15:00, 1 reply)
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