And now, the thrilling conclusion...

You know, I thought I had expelled all my thoughts on asceticism last night, but turns out I still have a few nuggets on it, kind of like someone taking a shit, thinking they've finished, but end up running to the bathroom five minutes later. But seriously, describing asceticism and contrasting it with materialism is all fine and good, but what about actually pursuing the lifestyle? Is it possible? Is it fulfilling, and is it something you can actually go through with?

The realism of pursuing the life of an ascetic is very possible, but so is pulling an 18-wheeler with nothing but your penis. Christopher McCandless, the man who gave up all his material possesions to live in the Alaskan wilderness pursued a life similar to Siddhartha's. The only difference? The dumb fuck died of starvation. I admire his ideals and his conviction to go through with a seemingly idyllic lifestyle, but this goes to show you, natural selection is still with us.

I suppose the point I'm trying to make is that I don't think there's such a thing as "pure" asceticism. You will always need food, you will always need water. Sure, you can hunt for it, you can collect it from a river. But you could always get zoonotic infections and amoebiasis too. On top of that, anyone raised in a materialistic culture, even if they hate it, have relied on some piece of technology at some point; cell phones, cars, computers, whatever. There's no way to fully sever yourself from the chains of materialism without cutting off your own arm in the process. You get what I mean.

Asceticism, in its purest form, like heroin, can be great. But like 100% pure heroin, it doesn't exist. Or at least, it's so rare, it's not worth trying to find it, otherwise you'll end up dead. So don't go into a shady nightclub in the Golden Triangle asking for asceticism. Or heroin. Because you won't find it. You'll only find death, or a severe beating.

PS. The AIDS walk is coming up and I need to get in shape for it, so there's a chance that there might not be any entries in the next few days.

What? Did you want a funny comment? Am I funny? Funny like I'm a clown, I amuse you? I make you laugh, I'm here to fuckin' amuse you? What do you mean funny, funny how? How am I funny? How the fuck am I funny, what the fuck is so funny about me? Tell me, tell me what's funny!

PPS. Goodfellas is the greatest mobster movie in the history of fucking forever.