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The Poison Is The Antidote

“Hey man, I was just wondering, do you think this world can get any better?”


“Welp, to be frank with you, Kiddo, I think the first thing we have to do to answer that question is to recognize how bad the world is, something most people don't want to do; and then we must try to figure out just how the hell we even got here. After an entire lifetime reflecting on those two questions, maybe, just maybe, someone might be able to give a decent answer to your question. Someone, some day, might be able to give this world what it really needs to get better.”


“And what would that be?”


“Hope. It would be hope.”


“What would it take for someone to do that?”


“Courage. Insane courage. Enough courage to stare into the depths of the darkness. But, more importantly, even more courage to stare at the reflections in the light.” 


Holy moly. Will anyone ever get there?”


“. . . I have hope in hope . . . It's really all I have . . . Now, will you pass me the bong?”


-CH 8/27/25

 
 
 

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