My Mamaw Harper used to tell me two things near daily.
(1) Boy, you surely gonna bust hell wide open.
(2) you are full of wicked ambitions.
Dad, is the one that would ask if I left my brain in a box when I did something excessively stupid. Like, launching my gerbil in a home made rocket. Harry survived. I recovered him. Though he was a bit, eccentric afterwards.
Thus, the title of these blogs,
“ My Brain In A Box.”
And the whole WYKKYD AMBITIONS thing.
Regarding Wykkyd Ambitions, there's a bit more involved.
As I see it, pretty much every choice and action in life comes down to the individual wicked ambitions of people.
Everything that happens around us is the result of peoples desires ( their wicked ambitions) and the choices they make regarding those desires.
Politics and politicians are driven and motivated by the wicked ambitions of those involved.
Relationships between people revolve around the wicked ambitions of people.
We are all affected by Wicked Ambitions.
Our lives and choices are effected by our Wicked Ambitions.
Heaven weeps and the Devil rejoices because of our Wicked Ambitions.
This world really is built upon the ruin of our Wicked Ambitions.
And so,
We dream of fairytales in this world built on nightmares, praying for salvation,
From our Wicked Ambitions.
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