When I was a kid, my friend’s mother used to collect eggcups. Every wall in their house was fitted with lots of narrow shelves, and each and every shelf was stuffed with eggcups: hundreds upon hundreds –if not thousands and thousands- of eggcups.
Collectors really are the cleverest people.
Just like they know they will never boil thousands of eggs for their breakfast, they know they will never be able to collect all the eggcups in the world. They will never solve the eggcup puzzle.
Collectors have uncommon sense, but hoarders have even more uncommon sense.
There is a solution to everything but not enough time for anything.
So really we should be collecting time. But who can afford it?
Time really slows down when you are bumming around.
So instead of wasting time, you are actually elongating time.
Work harder. Kill for Satan. Have a nice day.
Live properly. Sweat blood. Become superior.
Eggcup. Eggcup. Eggcup.
Man is a senseless thing.
I believe in everything.