No Break from the End

I miss events in my life. My life so far is good, but I geared myself for better. What does it take to escape this evil that has castrated my soul and forgone my inner meter? Do you realize I have lived to see a few major events which all seems a sham to me. This world is so hell-bent on being politically correct that it sickens me to exhaustion.

I have been a part of 9-11, the bubble bursting, Clinton getting head, Barry Bonds being shammed from what he truly is, and a war. Honestly, I don’t even want to go into this war, this stupid waste of time, lives and money. I mean why are we not revolting against this sick fuck of a President that we have? We are supposed to be Americans, not brain fried TV junkies. We are the leaders of modern civilization, and what are we doing here besides jacking off and going to work? I say we stop this madness, rid ourselves of who we are and begin to take action for what is right!

Why are we not for Peace? What is so wrong with all of us just getting along? If we are so crazy about Science these days, and our politicians are supposed to be from Harvard or Yale or some shit – where I guess you actually learn to be Human – then why have we not already come to grips with reality? The reality of course is that we are all the same – minus a few subtleties, but this really brings us to kill each other? These are the questions I have about this war, or any war for that matter. Can we just stop hating and start loving, can we be peaceful and not revengeful, and for Christ’s sake, let’s stop this war.

The media, oh what a catastrophe they have become. What is this about Paris Hilton today, oh she’s a girl who is doing drugs and having sex and drinking and being her age? You think I really care about this nonsense; bullshit I don’t. And what is it with ESPN, this sports station? They are a complete mess, and everyone knows it – except for a few meatball men who cherish their little moments when they can come home from their lame lives and sit in front of their TV watching their sports. Read a fucking book, have a conversation outside of who is starting next week for their fantasy football team, maybe even live your life; and no, not by watching TV, but by interacting with your family, your friends, and yourself. Ok, so I love sports, and by yourself I meant to write something from your heart or tell someone how you feel, not to play with yourself.
This country has lost its grip on reality, it really has. Some of my fondest moments are being outdoors, enjoying the wind, the stars, the fire. These are the times when one can say to themselves, “life is what life is worth living for.” Can one really say this watching the media crush the living shit out of sports? Once I watched a football game where the broadcaster said some coach was the smartest man in the world because he ran some fucking play that scored a touchdown. Are you fucking serious! Hello! This broadcaster is probably living in a mansion, sucking his dick as I speak.

I will say one thing – well not really, but figuratively lets pretend because I am on a role here sitting in my friends apartment writing on my computer – that the moments when I feel most alive is when I am by myself, in my mind, where no one else can be. These are the times when I close my eyes, forget the suffering, forget the rent that is due, or the life that will become of me, or when I will die, but instead the times when I can say to myself “I am alive,” you know, “I think, therefore I am.” And if you are not a person who does this, please do so now – and without the TV on. As a matter of fact, if anyone is going to read this can you not do it with the TV on, music playing, or any other type of electronic rustling about. I am speaking from my soul, and I would appreciate a little sympathy.

So what now? How does this world change for the better? The truth is, we are stuck, and there is no room for change. The world has gone so incredibly wrong that the only hope is for it to end. This is how we change for the better. We have so many items that have become fixities in our lives that its done, there is no back tracking now. Hamilton, you weasel fuck, I wish you had the decency of Jefferson to realize the mess would have become. Such biased opinions we take on matters of issue, and I mean after all is that not what an opinion is, a biased account of what one thinks as right? Instead Dogma rules this planet, which of course has only caused suffering, strife and a diminished sense of wrong.