Ponder

Why do we keep on repeating the same thing even though we know that it's certainly wrong? For pleasure that is just temporary perhaps or just for the sake of trying? Trying is surely not the best word as it's not the first time but we keep on doing it again and again. Where's the boundary line that we should draw before us? Starve that lust. Don't lose grip on the faith knot that has been attached to us. We have obligations to follow. Beware of our own determinism. It's deadly, fatal and catastrophic.