listening to

these young black religious dudes (unconfirmed religions) in my class are hashing out the essence of social evil. I realized how youth is so much energy with no brains. I was a hairy krishna for shits sake. the world and righteousness seems your oyster. One guy said he cant understand why people smoke if it "kills you", horrors of alcohol, etc. this intense looking older brother Troy (who also smokes) and I shared a look of disbelief and he commented how we can die at any moment, such as being hit by a truck, to which I agreed. What to speak of by touching hot wires or oxyacetylene tanks bursting in our faces. I figure I am a better authority on death than someone ten years my junior. cause Ive known him longer.