Why must we get sickly drunk or morbidly obese?
Why must we get tired and bored of beautiful views?
Why do we get tired of what we have and bored with what we do?
Why not consider this when planning lives?
We thank god for the food, but don’t thank him for the hunger without which food would give us no satisfaction
We don’t say thanks for the tiredness, the cold, or the extreme heat without which a bed, a coat, and a house, would have no meaning
Do we thank god for loneliness without which our fellow humans would be a burden to have near?
How about horniness without which sex would be a chore
Do we thank god for boredom without which excitement would be boredom?
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