Every action has an equal and opposite reaction. Especially the stupid ones. Call it kismet call it karma, stoichiometry or dharma, eventually all the chickens come home to roost. If you play with fire you're gonna get burned, and you can only gorge so much before your stomach turns. Trying to avoid such a cold balance I've instead gone nowhere and done nothing at all, only to find myself pacing the hall and more mentally taxed than ever before. There's no deflecting the downsides of our deeds, so tread lightly and save often.
Posted by Sir Cucumber at 8:08 AM on Monday, July 13, 2009