A trip to the gas station tonight to buy a coke provoked metaphysical instrospection. There are two gas stations near me that are open late. One sells porn, the other is a hotspot for drug deals. I don't care to support either, but I wind up supporting both. What is one to do? I am reminded of the Psalm:
Do thou, O Lord, protect us, guard us ever from this generation.
On every side the wicked prowl, as vileness is exalted among the sons of men.
Not that I am a pargon of sanctity. Its just that all I wanted was a coke, and I couldn't seem to get one without (literally) buying into some kind of nefariousness. Maybe this is an instance of sin as an inescapable condition, though not strictly inescapable, but the kind of thing one means when one thinks of sin as an inescapable condition haunting the earth.
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You don't have to go to a gas station to see wickedness and sin, step outside your door and examine your roomies!
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