Z journal

On lit.org, my poem "drop the bombs" evoked a rather obnoxious
response from some guy. I told him off rather poetically. I wrote, "My
wit is to your wit as a nuclear warhead is to an envelope opener.
You're a chihuhua barking at Godzilla. To quote Jay-Z, 'Please leave it
alone, don't throw rocks at the throne.'" I've been thinking about life
and I've realized I just don't want to work. I just want to contemplate
God and the universe and create artistic and poetic descriptions of my
contemplations. I don't need money. Ja will provide.

Okay, here's the quote of the day, "Of sacrifices, the sacrifice
performed according to the directions of scripture, as a matter of
duty, by those who desire no reward, is of the nature of goodness."
That's from the Bhagavad-Gita (17.11)