What is the difference between:
Luck and playing the odds?
Happiness and a smile?
Intelligence and common sense?
The fat cat and the cool cat?
You and me?
Them and us?
Pleasure and Pain?
Some of these are such cliches I want to kick my own self for asking, but sometimes I really wonder ... how fair apart are different realities? Is perspective the only thing that keeps everyone apart, or are difference fundamental. Is it important these differences exist so that humans continue to progress? Or is it the same now as it always was? Are we just animals that create waste and continually pat ourselves on the back for coming up with more "clever" ways to do so? Is is better to be so self absorbed that one gets ahead of another? Or is it better to be a successful team player that looses their identity and ability to take credit? I keep asking myself questions like these as I move forward writing a thesis that seems like a pile of crap on top of other peoples' crap - is it all my crap? Should I take credit for it all? Who's crap is it anyways? Do I want to keep doing crap like this? Maybe I can fade into society as a craptastic purveyor of all things crappy. No-one will notice my crap blending into all the other crap out there!
Argggh!!!!
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