wonderful Message By "George Carlin"

The paradox of the time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter templers, wider freeways but narrower viewpoints. We spend more but have less. We buy more but enjoy less. We have bigger houses but smaller families, more conveniences but less time

We have more degrees but less sense. More Knowledge but less judgement; more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness. We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, Watch TV too much and pray too seldom

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life. We’ve added years to life not life to years.

We’ve been all the way to the moon and back but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbour. We conquered outer space but not the inner space. We’ve done larger tings, but not better tings. We’ve cleaned up the air but polluted the soul

We’ve conquered the atom but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more but accomplish less. We’ve learned to rush but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast food and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses but broken homes. These are the days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies and pills that do everything form cheer, to quite to kill. It is a time when technology can bring this letter to you and a time when you can choose either to share this insight or just hit delete

REMEMBER: Spend more time with your loved ones, for they are not going to be around you forever

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Author: apboss

I love to share and experiment with words, words for me are like olfactory senses, they wake me up in a garden of experiences, SOUL meets me

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