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Original Xanga entry ↗I CANNOT believe what happened last night. So I was on the taxi, on my way home with my collegues, when we got stopped by a police road block. One of those routine checkups for illegal immigrants, so I wasn't REALLY bothered... Until it turned out that the taxi we were sitting in, hadn't paid his road tax !~~ So... the whole crew of us got hurled out of the cab, and had to stand by the road while the police sorted out the matter... They took our identification cards and took down our particulers, much like we had commited some crime. I mean... what's wrong with going home in at 1 am after work? To cut a long story short, we ended up having to take another taxi home, while the taxi we were in got stuck at the road block. I got home 1/2 hour later then usual, in a rather unhappy mood. *grumbles grumbles about it*
Anyhow, at least I got home to a nice plate of pork chops and chicken wings which my mum left for me... and to add to it, MY GRANDMA's NOT COMING TODAY !~~ She decided to postpone her trip, so I have more time to pack my room now 
*hurray for me* Soooo, yeah, not all is bad 
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sweetP · 4/16/2001 3:10 AM
Don't you just hate it when those coppers involve you in something that really has nothing to do with you??? (And yes, road blocks and delays in getting home after work is something worth grumbling about.)
Btw, a piccie of my wuppie... errr... puppie is up on my website. Feel free to browse around. Take care!
yogi · 4/16/2001 6:21 AM
A bad grumbling mood is a relationship. I guess everyone has read by now, that feelings are relationship. But let's look at this feeling on its own.
What is a policeman to do? He does not have the solution; you do not have it. You grumble about him, but he does not have a way to create the solution. So you have no moral right to make his face the face of the problem. He is grumbling about you wishing he would fix things. No one has ever put him in charge of fixing it.
The second you begin to grumble the policeman is grumbling with you. Maybe he would have liked to meet you, but now you hate him; and it is his boss's fault for not making this problem go away. If we follow the grumbling we soon get to people who make too much money to have empathy with policemen and with us, and from there to people who are too senile.
So the actual solution to this simple little problem is truly monumental: We have to fix the distribution of wealth, progressive senility, world peace, etc. In fact we have to evolve! If we see how vast the problem is we are fortunate to have the problems that make us look at it. They are not the interruptions; the thing we were trying to do was the interruption, the distraction.
Conscious is for solving problems in a manner that creates more problems. The only peace and peace of mind is an end of conscious; not to stop it but to find out what it is trying to take responsibility for, and to realize that it cannot be responsible for it.
You are something as a mind other than conscious, but conscious monopolizes, until you realize this much about it.