One Moment of Truth One day late in the afternoon, I was lying on the couch as usual, watching TV and looking at the window in the corner of my bedroom. There was some silly show on, the main character was a Don Quixote like degenerate talking about how the world could be saved with his preposterous plans like building windmills all over the plains of every mountainless country to generate energy for our ever-increasing …showed first 75 words of 395 total…

…showed last 75 words of 395 total…dripping oak tree. Great fresh air. Great solid earth. Great cool wind. The greatness of bigh outdoors. The greatness of mother nature. I realized I had no need to be indooes and be a couch pig. I realized that TV was not the only form of entertainment. Well we still live for futile and hopeless causes. So what's the use of improving a useless and futile means to lead a still boring and leading-to-nowhere existence?