silver syllables

been a few days since ive even though about this deal. ive been pretty flippin busy thats why.

my last two days have been the downpoint on the manic-depressive roller coaster i dont experience. things change, they do. many girls really dont know what they want, its true. i like how that rhymed.

anyhow. i really wanted to steal wine from la madeline today so i gave a good sitting and tried to philosophize it out. i started thinking of who it would hurt. it would hurt no one as one bottle of wine really matters none to a store like la madeline. who would it help? maybe me, maybe some of my friends.

then i remembered my grandpa always telling me growing up "daniel, let your conscience be your guide!" oh that guy. but, i dont really have a conscience. or do it? that needs figuring.

i have a knowledge of the judeo-christian values this society was built on: dont cheat on your spose, dont hit people or cute animals and dont steal. but i also regognise these values to be defunct. nevertheless the values are always going to be at the base of my mind because they were put there first. the issue is, is my conscience the sum of the values i should have had if i didnt do any philosophizing on my own [the judeo-christian values] or are they what i know to be right through ethics? through rationalization?

when my grandpa said "daniel, let your conscience be your guide" which was he talking about? or did he merely mean not to do anything you knew was not right?

hmm. i guess i could call him, yes?
but im afraid hed have no idea what i was talking about.
and if i told him the issue hed tell me not to steal. but that doesnt help anything!

i eventually didnt steal cause i recognized that i was only stealing out of desire. and for material possession, not even an idea.
and we would want that, now would we.