I pulled out the cuticle from my left index finger ON A WHIM, yesterday, and now I can feel it pulsating in pain.
Once, I read a book about whims, ironically, while on a whim, and it seems as though I have proven the point on much smaller scale.
"Just as man cannot survive by any random means, but must discover and
practice the principles which his survival requires, so man’s self-interest
cannot be determined by blind desires or random whims, but must be
discovered and achieved by the guidance of rational principles. This is why
the Objectivist ethics is a morality of rational self-interest—or of rational
selfishness."
-On the Virtue of Selfishness, Ayn Rand
I was self-interested by a whim on which I acted by such a deed that was based on poor judgement with no concrete rationality at all -- by which, of course, I presumed as a first-response effort to maintain my general humanity, but in turn, was the exact antithesis of a desired rationale that would have kept me from harm and led a life of happiness. Morals are destroyed by whims. My finger still hurts.
whim. whim. wimp. whimper. in pain.
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