I blame my dad for giving me the grit to survive some of the shit I have. It's his fault that I'm still here at all, troubling this planet.
I blame my dad for teaching me how to grow stuff you can eat. I hated that shit growing up, but now it seems like it might be a handy thing to know. I hope to eventually recall at least half of what I was taught in that area.
I blame my dad for teaching me that it ain't unmanly to cry - provided that you are in the dark, locked behind a solid door, so that no one can see.
I blame my dad for teaching me that my actions have consequences - either bad, or good, it's all my choice.
I blame my dad for teaching me that not everyone is good... and not everyone is bad... and you don't know which they are until you watch 'em a while.
I blame my dad for teaching me to believe nothing that I hear and only half of what I see with my own eyes. It's his fault that I question everything, and dig to find the realities behind the facades.
I blame my dad for making me who I am, and for causing me to not give a damn who thinks that is good or bad.
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I blame my dad for teaching me how to grow stuff you can eat. I hated that shit growing up, but now it seems like it might be a handy thing to know. I hope to eventually recall at least half of what I was taught in that area.
I blame my dad for teaching me that it ain't unmanly to cry - provided that you are in the dark, locked behind a solid door, so that no one can see.
I blame my dad for teaching me that my actions have consequences - either bad, or good, it's all my choice.
I blame my dad for teaching me that not everyone is good... and not everyone is bad... and you don't know which they are until you watch 'em a while.
I blame my dad for teaching me to believe nothing that I hear and only half of what I see with my own eyes. It's his fault that I question everything, and dig to find the realities behind the facades.
I blame my dad for making me who I am, and for causing me to not give a damn who thinks that is good or bad.
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“Trouble rather the tiger in his lair than the sage among his books. For to you kingdoms and their armies are things mighty and enduring, but to him they are but toys of the moment, to be overturned with the flick of a finger.”
― Gordon R. Dickson, Tactics of Mistake
― Gordon R. Dickson, Tactics of Mistake