Dichotomous Engagement

As time flew by and the factor called age started piling on in my lifeline. I realize that I am not alone. I realize that there is a colloquial twist in all I thing and perceive in my mind. I guess that is the Other Me (OM) that makes this twist. I had already confronted this OM once or twice during a brief history of time but never did get OM for a long run. This is just one of those short pep talks we had

ME: Is it true that life is actually complicated?

OM: Go get a life first.

ME: What is that makes one thrive for existence? I mean can we just live and let live

OM: Sorry mate, I haven’t had a chat with Charles Darwin for a century or so.

ME:  I am my own favorite and I just love that

OM: Yea I know what you mean, once even Hitler said the same but then he was marginally better than the person mentioned here. I do say marginally.

ME:  If I am to give me a shot in the arm and wake up my inner soul, I presume we could get into a lengthy conversation.

OM: Just do me a favor, get that shot into your head and then I will do the rest. Trust me. You will like it.