Odds are that you were born in a lower class family, in a 3rd or 2nd world country.
Odds are that you will never be rich, famous, charismatic, talented, successful, or beautiful.
Odds are you won't have a lot of sex, and if you did, it probably wasn't that great.
Odds are that your job isn't enjoyable.
Buddha says none of the above will make you happy.
Love is nothing more than mutual affection combined with biological attraction.
Happiness is nothing more than chemicals in your brain. Sadness is nothing more than the lack of those chemicals.
You are not you, there is no you. You are a walking sack of meat with petty and worthless feelings. You are not original, there is nothing that you have done or thought that hasn't been done or thought of before.
You've probably been to many more places through books, television, pictures, and the internet than you have been through your body.
Odds are you'll probably spend more time working than you will enjoying the fruits of your labor. Even more likely is the fact you probably won't enjoy the fruits of your labor anyways.
Buddha says desire is the cause of all suffering, which means desiring to be happy will make you suffer too.
Yo have to kiss *** to get anywhere, and no matter where you go, you'll have to kiss ***.
People don't give a sh[b][/b]it about how hard you work, they only care about how much success you draw from the work.
Likewise, noone cares how many sit-ups or push-ups you did, they only care about how much weight you lost.
I'm pissed. Life sucks.
Edited, Thu Sep 15 23:19:30 2005 by Nabraben