If life is occasionally laughing at others and being laughed at. Could we also say that life is occasionally wasting other’s times and being wasted? Since man dies with nothing left but a life once of worship to God, so as to say, all gains, if there ever is, by this life, if not seen in the manner of worship, must be concluded as nothing, thus a waste.
Never have I ever been thus and frequently tempted by the inclination of lose of control. It’s so unconscious that almost naturally you may go beyond in appetizer, time spared in trifle things, and vacancy of thoughts --- all a manifestation of the stresses, or in the contrary, the lack of a “regular” life bound. Is it that work, than a mean of blessing with earnings of any sorts, is rather a healthy restricted way of lead to me, or people maybe more easily perplexed or wayward when put into more freedom? But then it vexes when it gets less. So, where is the middle line? Is there ever a one, “the one”?