Excellent post, Gilligan. I particularly agree with the following portion:

"Our life is frittered away by detail. An honest man has hardly need to
count more than his ten fingers, or in extreme cases he may add his ten
toes, and lump the rest. Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity! I say, let your
affairs be as two or three, and not a hundred or a thousand; instead of a
million count half a dozen, and keep your accounts on your thumb-nail. In
the midst of this chopping sea of civilized life, such are the clouds and
storms and quicksands and thousand-and-one items to be allowed for, that a
man has to live, if he would not founder and go to the bottom and not make
his port at all, by dead reckoning, and he must be a great calculator indeed
who succeeds. Simplify, simplify. Instead of three meals a day, if it be
necessary eat but one; instead of a hundred dishes, five; and reduce other
things in proportion.


This is what people like Maxprop fail to understand (or should I say are
'unable' to understand.) The true meaning of life is in its simplicity and
the whole enjoyment of a few truths instead of the partial enjoyment of a
myriad of things. Max has substitued simple truths for multiple things,
honesty for obfuscation.

Max brought up the cedar bucket many times in his typical-brainwashed-
American diatribe but what he cannot understand is one cedar bucket is
more in tune with how God created man and expects man to live than a
dozen opulent bathrooms full of toilets, bidets and vanities. The Maxprops
of this world and their very existence revolves around escaping reality and
truth by substituting complication and lies.

Failing to appreciate how simple and pure one's existence is, is failing in
man's true purpose which purpose is to be Godly and appreciative of a few
truths. After all, were we not all created in God's image?

Respectfully,
Capt. Neal
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