Clearing up shit

My virtual friend - The Keeper - posted a tweet about a person who actually "does" things; going around the third world and helping their world be a better place.
The Keeper was bemoaning the fact that in comparison, her Life was both uneventful and void of true meaning.
I would tend to agree and relate to her frustration, as finding both goals and meaning to my life has become a Time consuming hobby veering towards obsession, but i've realised that those like me who want to "do" things, want to "do" many many things. The ideas, ableit completely utopic, are there - Better than being sat on a fat couch scratching one's fat arse - but remain unacheivable.
Some would argue that everything is achievable -Just Do It - but this achievement
Is just work in progress. It Never ends. There's always more to do. More shit to clean up, more problems to solve, more people to please, more mouths to feed, more thirts to quench...
And so my theory is that some lazy bum created this guy called god, and put the shit to clean up on his shoulders, and since then, Man has a clearer concience when he's sitting on his fat arse watching the news or praying for 5 minutes whilst on the shitter
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