The Key to Happiness

Partly due to one of the instructors, and partly because of my thoughts on Tadeusz Boy-Żeleński (should I be worried, considering the strong influence the first and second have on my thinking?), I have recently started contemplating dualism. This is what I will dedicate my bathtub musings to today. I should probably record myself in the bath sometime, after all, I spend half my life here. I've grown fond of making videos, which once filled me with outrage. I feel like a little director, making poor effects but wasting the budget and at least having fun during the shooting process.

I noticed, for example, in the case of a well-known figure, that the happiest people are those who have understood dualism and have created a comfortable nest for themselves within it. I'm talking about the Gstaad Guy, Constance, Colton, or simply Mac Anabtawi (yes, I know, he has a troubling family background), whom despite unfavourable ethnic circumstances, I have managed to like, probably because he's a polite (i.e., quiet) pAlEsTiNiAn (an Islamic cat somehow snuck in through the window and pooped on my keyboard, my sincerest apologies for the disgust caused).

So, just like My Little Dog learns to do its business outside, I am learning to live with dualism. I'm slowly starting to absorb it and gaining understanding, and the more I think about it, I begin to understand that homogeneous people simply have a well-isolated facade behind which real garbage hides. My greatest life failure is that, even though I lie excellently, I decided not to lie and I stick to that.

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