Life isn't fair, we have all heard it before. Thats nothing new. One of my favorite quotes is "Life is pain highness, anyone who says otherwise is selling something." What does this have to do with anything. Its about watching someone you love take a job they find totaly humilating. Hearing that they get paid an insulting amount, and see them hurting at the end of a long day. Its knowing that she hadn't done anything to deserve that kind of treatment. Its about the anger of injustice of the system. Its the frustration of not being able to do anything about it. And the most shameful of all is the doubt that the maybe, just maybe, the universe is fair. That somehow this cruelity is deserved. People ask why I believe in Dieism. What better proof is there that god said fuck you and left, because if he hasn't left and lets all this happen... well why the fuck should we worship such an asshole?
Rage is such a nice emotion. It almost as good as a drug. If it gets hot enough you can forget for a little while what mad you angry in the first place. Of course when you regain your sense you find you either broken something, your bleeding, or being arrested. Of course the down side is that a really good rage burns itseelf out to quick and you if your lucky your left something akin to sorrow or depression. I've been unlucky before, I once came out of rage with nothing left. Just a cold numbness that lasted for a long time. Today I am lucky. Today there was something left. Sadness. Plus a bit of suicidal depression. Having never expreicened death, I'm not sure it beats out the numbess. I won't find out tonight though, my buddies are expecting me tomorrow night. (For those of you who don't know me, that is my idea of humor when I'm down)
For those of you who do know me, don't worry I'm fine despite the joke.
Maybe starting over would be a good thing...
Rage is such a nice emotion. It almost as good as a drug. If it gets hot enough you can forget for a little while what mad you angry in the first place. Of course when you regain your sense you find you either broken something, your bleeding, or being arrested. Of course the down side is that a really good rage burns itseelf out to quick and you if your lucky your left something akin to sorrow or depression. I've been unlucky before, I once came out of rage with nothing left. Just a cold numbness that lasted for a long time. Today I am lucky. Today there was something left. Sadness. Plus a bit of suicidal depression. Having never expreicened death, I'm not sure it beats out the numbess. I won't find out tonight though, my buddies are expecting me tomorrow night. (For those of you who don't know me, that is my idea of humor when I'm down)
For those of you who do know me, don't worry I'm fine despite the joke.
Maybe starting over would be a good thing...