Wisdom, as dated.

Wisdom. Something that many of us possess, but not many of us have in excess. By that, i meant humanity, in general. Part of wisdom is the ability to know when to do what, when to say what, and basically, when to act for any given situation. Sometimes wisdom fails oneself in a tight mess, other times it pulls your ass out of a hellfire outright.

For me, wisdom, is the glue for relationships. its the thing that keeps things together, and it is something the club's cupboard and wall was dying to need. It keeps one from unconsciously hurting another, another from misunderstanding, and yet another from retaliating. By then, it is down to the 8 nails at the rim of the woodwork that can save both the cupboard and the wall, and from the incident of a close shave from the gleaming scythe of the reaper we can all tell just how precarious that is.

As of right now, wisdom tells me, that friendships, be it the good times, bad times or any time at all, should and will not be broken by gravity alone. Let us all nail back the frames, and this time, secure the whole area with a good, high quality glue. But remember, besides wisdom, there are many other factors that make a good adhesive. But for the time being, i can safely say that wisdom is the main key to the recovery of our good ol overhead not-so-safe cupboard on the same piece of the club wall.

And right now, wisdom also says, that i should leave it at that. In case any of you is wondering, yes, im talking to glue. You got a problem with that?

sign, Firo, the mentally knocked-out.