Last night, I had yet another of those dreams where I'm part of The Resistance, which always involves a lot of running down hallways and every so often fighting off The Dominant Power. In this dream, the fighting entailed loads of knives, which was awesome. Although, actually, from playing around in SCA, I know that dagger/knife fighting is kind of annoying, both for the one on the handle end and the one on the pointy end. I would much prefer rapiers for all around, if it were in real life. *thinks* Or better yet, no weapons at all. But at any rate, when I was in the dream the knives certainly had that dramatic flair.
Thought to chew on for the week: How much conscious control do people have over their happiness? I would submit that the more one realizes how much conscious control he has over how his brain reacts to circumstances, the happier he can be.
Reality check. Although perhaps the present culture of instant gratification has done away with even that amount of self-control.
Reality check. Although perhaps the present culture of instant gratification has done away with even that amount of self-control.
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