My mom always said innebriation just amplified whatever you were already feeling, be it happiness, sadness, or anger.
If that’s true, I’m not nearly as happy as I think I am.
Maybe the Buddhists know what they’re doing with the swearing off of intoxicants. Lord knows I’ve been reluctant to get even remotely buzzed lately.
What’s Truth and what’s perception? What’s wisdom and what’s mere justification? How do I know when I’m being the bad guy, and when I’m just standing up for myself?
When push comes to shove we are all just fumbling in the dark.