gion11

So I was thinking about what you said. About how God and the Devil and Good and Evil and everything else is just make believe.

I was thinking, well, you know, that's cool if that is what you think.

But you know, I kind of sleep better at night thinking that there is a God and if I'm a good person and not a jerk off that after I die I get to go to someplace happy. LIfe is kind of long. After a while, especially when you've lived the kind of life that I have lived, you don't really want much anymore.

You've eaten all the food you want to eat. You've heard all the music you want to hear. You've been to all the clubs to which you wanted to go. You've done all the drugs you can handle. You've fucked all the girls you've ever wanted to fuck. You've traveled to Europe, the Caribbean, the pacific islands.

There just isn't really all that much here except for a sunny day. The light reflected off the tides. Maybe some good sushi and a laugh. You reach a state of contentment. You're not really bored, but you could be.

So to what do I look forward? A nice long rest. A place where I get to see my brother again. Maybe we'll go fishing like we were kids. Everybody's happy. And the love of God surrounds us always like our fireplace does our little cat. Perfection in the simplest of things.

I don't want fancy stuff. I don't care. I'd like to just relax, lie down by a fire, watch a nice girl put flowers in a vase. The sun is shining, the cat is tired. Maybe I'm reading a nice book. The girl is happy. You can smell the ocean in the breeze. It's a comfy sofa. Nice friends come say hello. I can play my guitar to myself and sigh. Simple pleasures. Without any complications that life inevitably brings. This is my heaven. Maybe lame I guess, but mine.