Perfidy
On Spiritual Algebra
This morning, not 30 minutes ago, I helped a nun up a flight of stairs.
The facilities people who clear the snow-n-ice didn’t clear the steps to their edges, meaning that she couldn’t reach a handrail. Poor thing didn’t want to risk going up unsupported, which is entirely understandable as she is just this side of 90. I happened to walk out when she needed a hand coming in, so there you go. I also confided to her that I almost took a digger this morning on my very own steps, so as not to let her feel any more frail than she already might.
So here’s my question: which specific act of evil in my long career of prickiness might now be negated? It seems that in life’s equation, I just got a +1 that ought to cancel a -1 somewhere else.
Maybe I can be made right with Vishnu for all the ants I torched with a magnifying glass. Maybe I can even get off the hook with the little green plastic god that oversees little green plastic army men; lord knows he’d want a piece of me. Then again, what if G-d is a god of war and conflict, for which there is a fair amount of evidence. This act today, then, might actually bring me backwards.
Patton
Consider the possibility that the universe’s “karma matching algorithm” is poorly constructed, and only allows for direct offsets.
Which means either that you’re now covered for the nun you stiff-armed down a flight of stairs earlier in life or that you might as well execute such a stiff arm, since you’ve got one in the bank now.
Don’t thank me – I’m just glad I could help.
Buckethead
I love you, Patton.
The Maximum Leader
Isn’t it “prickishness” not “prickiness?”
Just wondering.