I Was Wrong
OK, so I do like Google Chrome better than IE, I admit it. I'm wrong now and then. It happens.
Like yes, I was wrong about the birds in Arcadia being eagles as it seems most certainly they were vultures now that I look back upon that event. Yes yes, Huey Lewis did not last longer nor create more hits than Madonna, admittedly. Sure, point it out that Duke has not won every men's basketball championship since 1980 as I predicted in 1979. But I still contend that I am right much more often than I'm wrong. I suppose I could be mistaken on that?
But I must insist that although I'm an irrationalist who takes messages from songs, I contend it is completely a coincidence (this time) that the song "Wrong" by Depeche Mode comes from the box set album, "Sounds of the Universe". And that their video has nothing to do with my statements earlier this morning that I believe I am an eternal soul inhabiting a body where I used the example that I feel that I’m the driver in a car where my soul is the driver and the car is my body. It does to make some sense!?! Without a driver the car doesn’t go anywhere – like my body needs a soul. See? Oh, never mind that Deepak dude would get it!
But I digress. I do admit that the video has a man trapped helpless in his car but I find that to be just a coincidence in regards to my earlier statements. The ones that confuse most of you non-Deepak like people. Coincidences normally would be a beacon of light towards my righteous path, granted, but since this one really doesn’t fit my wants or needs… I believe it to be just one of those odd coincidences. Oh, and then yes I was wrong as well that there are no coincidences, my bad – now and then apparently there are. Like this time.
OK, truth is. I’m often wrong, no lie. It happens to me, time and time again but I try to keep quiet about it - until now. I'm coming clean. I'm not a good source for information. If I don't know it then I make stuff up... stuff I think is probably the truth but made up shit never-the-less. I suppose most of the time when I make something up, I'm probably wrong about it.
Let's face it, I was wrong from the time I pushed Mikey down for stealing my dump truck that Chris really took all the way up to yesterday when I was sure that squirrel was going to zig and not zag (sorry Mr. Squirrel). I'm wrong about the little things as well as the big things. For example, I was wrong that having a baby was going to prevent us from getting a house because I'm sitting in one and the daughter is 15 now. I was wrong that hard work and loyalty would keep me employed too - because I did and it didn't. I'm wrong about a lot of things I’m afraid. Maybe the big bang did happen? Seems unlikely to me. Maybe atheism isn't a belief of non-belief? I still think I'm right about that one but my track record isn't good.
So I guess maybe I should just accept it and embrace it. I'm wrong. Trying to be right all the time is getting me nowhere. Maybe a person is better off just shrugging a lot and admitting they don't know what the hell is going on in most of the areas where things are going on? Seems easier actually. I think "I was wrong" is going to be my new philosophy and pat answer. I was wrong - self destruction got me again!