facebook is of the devil

I'm really mad. I'm really mad firstly at myself for not updating this blog, but also at facebook for eating into my blogging time and making it hard for me to find the impetus to blog. Really, I'm raving mad. Mad enough smash something... or just rant about it I guess. In fact I'm not all that mad, it's really weird, but in this age of uber-connectedness (we're as connected as that "uber" is to that "connectedness"... like connected by dashes... and things...) it's so easy to stimulate emotions on command. All you have to do, for instance to stimulate the emotion of anger, is think of, for example, all the child prostitution that goes on in Thailand and how the government is so tolerant of this practice and they don't even lift a bloody finger to stop the trafficking of little children into brothels... grr.. it makes me want to smash something (or someone) I'm so angry. see, I'll bet you're angry. and then you could just think really hard about the fact that no one has left you a facebook message in the past week and you might just break down crying out of loneliness. and then you could search google images for the word "barf" and you'd feel sick to the pit of your stomach (seriously don't though, it's pretty gross). But anyways all those emotions are just false nothings and seeing those pictures of barf and Micheal Jackson are making me feel sick so I'm gonna go do something else now... and like not facebooking... because that's evil... and because the first half of this post was saved as a draft for about half a week because I was facebooking... it makes me soooooo angry...

zen master