I thought about it this morning. Being stupid is being comfortable with oneself. One has no doubts; one does not exert one’s intellect. One is not moved by anything as one does not apply one’s mind to it. Food is eaten and no thought is given to the next meal. The clothes worn by one are okay and sleep comes when one’s eyes are closed. There are fears as one has no demands and one is ready to face another day. Continue reading
358 – Am I wise or am I stupid?