I have spent a lot of time trying to spot the saint in me and denounce the devil I am until this made me just say “heck with the lot”
According to my interpretation: Daredevils are bold saints and saints are shy daredevils.
According to my interpretation: Daredevils are bold saints and saints are shy daredevils.
Daredevils defy beliefs that claim their existence to be mistakes waiting to roast in hell after the body dies. Many minds trapped by dogmas create saints roasting in hell- alive.
Most two-legged creatures fervently and with determined diligence courageously embrace the challenge to choose how to live each moment in the moment even when food, shelter, transportation seem like nonessentials for optimal existence
I am a daredevil who sometimes behave like a saint and that is because I can be either or both dependent on circumstances. That settles the argument each time the brain wants to label character and reputation; neither of which personally matters anymore, not even to the mind
Most two-legged creatures fervently and with determined diligence courageously embrace the challenge to choose how to live each moment in the moment even when food, shelter, transportation seem like nonessentials for optimal existence
I am a daredevil who sometimes behave like a saint and that is because I can be either or both dependent on circumstances. That settles the argument each time the brain wants to label character and reputation; neither of which personally matters anymore, not even to the mind
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