Don't delve into delusions unless you are well aware of the consequences. Also realize that the reality of what we believe is the most powerful one of all. Nothing can change the mind once it is set into a reality that provides more hope than doom. Truthfully, anything that matters probably sucks more than it does provide any sense of purpose. I am not the stranger but instead I am a man accepting responsibility and delving into the world that is me, regardless of the consequences. I am ok with that. At least I think so. Then again that is the problem with thinking. Too much of it does nothing and not enough leaves you worse off.
Hello to the whores, pimps, and murderers of peace. You're welcome here. Don't let the world around you tell you that they are better than you. You are honest and living in unison with what was provided to you. If you go back far enough, there is no one left to blame. So just accept the fact that people are out there who couldn't care less and that is just something we, as the maniacs of society, are ok with.
Be free, and if you don't laugh at this, go right ahead and shove your own fist up your ass. Merry Monday you fuckers!
Monday, February 9, 2009
Thursday, February 5, 2009
It's crazy sometimes......
...when we sit and wonder why. But that is the point of it all. We're never supposed to know exactly where we're going and maybe we shouldn't even have a clue. The choices and moves that all of us make, take us beyond what we know or ever could. They constantly will. Thinking never loses it's touch. But still, it never provides much. Existing is the key and without that, what could be?
The time passes quicker than we could ever imagine. Today I'm twenty four, tomorrow I'll be fifty and wondering. Maybe it never stops. Maybe we're not supposed to find the answer. Please be free. Anyone who reads this. Listen to my message and all that I preach. Be free. Live faithfully. Believe in yourself. Be kind. Be just. Do what you must. And never stop wandering.
The time passes quicker than we could ever imagine. Today I'm twenty four, tomorrow I'll be fifty and wondering. Maybe it never stops. Maybe we're not supposed to find the answer. Please be free. Anyone who reads this. Listen to my message and all that I preach. Be free. Live faithfully. Believe in yourself. Be kind. Be just. Do what you must. And never stop wandering.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
The Sad Reality of Life
There is no need for structure being that this is simple free expression that won't even be read. The sad reality of life is that it will go on but we as humans have used up our ticket and not much hope remains.
A new president, a world willing to revolt against it's own horrendous practices, and people ready for change means nothing at this point. We had our chance. We lost it. At this point it is up to us to make the most of the sad decline that is becoming my ever present reality. Time is fading. Not only for us as individuals, but for our children, and their children if they are unlucky enough to be brought into this world with hope as a possibility.
For each of us, anything is possible, but for the world of humanity as a whole, the downfall is rapidly progressing and reached the point of no return before I was even born. The sad reality is not one that most can take but it exists none the less. We, as a species, have made our run at life on this planet. We failed or maybe we lived too long, but either way, the most important thing is to just take a moment and find peace even if you only get one moment to feel it.
I've often wondered whether or not is easier to pretend than to be real. At this point, because of the path I have taken and the choices I have made, I no longer have the option of pretending. Sometimes I wish I could. I wish I could just let go of the sad reality that we are all headed for a point where no one will be left to tell our stories. The artist, regardless of their stated aspirations, yearns for eternal life. When no one is left to recognize that, all of our stories will die. Live it now. Do it now. There is not much time left. I'm sorry to say this but we need to focus on enjoying our moments while simoultaniously accepting the fact that doom is the only step left. It's over. Love while you still can and enjoy watching it burn.
A new president, a world willing to revolt against it's own horrendous practices, and people ready for change means nothing at this point. We had our chance. We lost it. At this point it is up to us to make the most of the sad decline that is becoming my ever present reality. Time is fading. Not only for us as individuals, but for our children, and their children if they are unlucky enough to be brought into this world with hope as a possibility.
For each of us, anything is possible, but for the world of humanity as a whole, the downfall is rapidly progressing and reached the point of no return before I was even born. The sad reality is not one that most can take but it exists none the less. We, as a species, have made our run at life on this planet. We failed or maybe we lived too long, but either way, the most important thing is to just take a moment and find peace even if you only get one moment to feel it.
I've often wondered whether or not is easier to pretend than to be real. At this point, because of the path I have taken and the choices I have made, I no longer have the option of pretending. Sometimes I wish I could. I wish I could just let go of the sad reality that we are all headed for a point where no one will be left to tell our stories. The artist, regardless of their stated aspirations, yearns for eternal life. When no one is left to recognize that, all of our stories will die. Live it now. Do it now. There is not much time left. I'm sorry to say this but we need to focus on enjoying our moments while simoultaniously accepting the fact that doom is the only step left. It's over. Love while you still can and enjoy watching it burn.
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