the good and the not good

What is the point of being a good person if you don’t act like a good person? I mean what is the point of being good, of having goodness in you, if you don’t use it, if you don’t get a chance to use it, if you are not in situations that call for you to use it?

what happens to all of the good? does it atrophy? does it grow brittle like a leaf in early December? does it dissolve into the earth? And if so, does it come back again?

And if not, what takes its place?

And who takes its place?

If something else replace goodness, does that mean that this something cannot be good?

I’ve been struggling with these questions all day.

Yet I have not really been very good all day. I have not been bad. I feel that I’ve been bad. But it’s just an absence of good that is making me feel so bad.

About The Lost Pedestrian

In my wanderings throughout the moments/days/years, I try in earnest to find the mystical within the mundane and the mundane within the mystical, oftentimes confusing one from the other. I have wandered and roamed through many a city, many a town, in a state of wonder and bewilderment, without necessarily going anywhere. I am easily lost, but eventually found. (I am guessing you have just found me). My sincere hope is that you will find Something in this warehouse of thought, memory and false memory, words, numbers, tangents, murmurs, echoes (lots and lots of echoes), voices, dreams, and other paraphernalia.
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