If life is a bowl of cherries I sure wish someone would quit shaking the bowl. If life is like a mountain, with hills and valleys, why is going up the mountain so much further than coming down?
Why is it that all those quotes we read about are only written by rich and famous people? Not those of us still trying to crack the egg.
They are still trying to figure out rather the chicken or the egg came first. Anyone who had ever been around a chicken know that if you donβt have a chicken to set on the egg it will go rotten and perhaps become an attorney or politician.
Which brings to me that common sense is just as confusing to them as that egg. Look at the white house every year they roll chicken eggs to the children. Why donβt they turn loose chickens and make the kids earn the catch?
Look at the news every day they canβt lie to us fast enough, so they get machines helping. With artificial intelligence we no longer have the ability to tell the real from phony. We were confused before now we are feed by hand, and we donβt even know if it is eatable.
Itβs no wonder that God was wise enough to stay in the background invisible and allow us to make fools of ourselves and give him and something to do while waiting for us to stumble and fall. Then he picks us up and allows us to do it again.
I think God knew when he said only those born of a woman could enter the kingdom of heaven. If those Artificial intelligence were so smart why donβt they reproduce and make their own kingdom. Probably get the rutter stuck in the factory door.
So here we are in this bowl of cherries not knowing rather the other cherries are real or not.
I suspect some are nuts and others are hollow shells waiting for intelligence. So how are we to know the difference between them? Donβt look to me for the answer I am one of the nuts looking for intelligence.
A Messenger,
Verl K.