I can feel it, deep in the core of me, dark and heavy and solid as a rock: the depression that never goes away, the cold blue fire that consumes me without heat, freezing me from the inside out. Another year older and I still feel as if I am waiting for my life to start. I never thought I would take such solace from numbness but it easier sometimes.
We are destroying ourselves and our planet for little green pieces of paper that mean nothing. I used to dream my life would matter somehow, that someday when I grew up I would be important, special. But we're all special right?
"Which is just another way of saying that nobody is..." ( 10 points if you can tell me what movie that is from and who said it )
Anyway, I won't bore you with my endless diatribes about how fucked the world is, how meaningless humanity has become. I am simply tired of hearing that global warming isn't real, that we are conceited to think we can permanently alter a planet. This is no ice age; "This is the way the world ends/ Not with a bang but a whimper." If you listen closely you can hear it whining: We are the parasites on this planet, we are the locusts sucking out its life.
edit to add : "but what does seem conceited is the idea that we can "destroy" the earth. (of course we're perfectly capable of destroying ourselves, but that's a rant for another day)" Destroy the planet as make it into little tiny pieces of rock floating through space, probably not; destroy the planet as in make it uninhabitable, definitely possible. The atmosphere is VERY thin really and so many things we do so much of as so bad for it. But yes, it is very depressing so I will say one happy thing to end with (which is the real reason I edited this, I don't mean to tell you off or argue or whatever but the idea that we can't destroy life on this planet is dangerous)
But yea, happy thought - Loki's job woes may finally be over! (cross your fingers for me!) AND - tomorrow I am going to Bier Markt with my family for my birthday dinner. Beer, now that is a happy thought!
We are destroying ourselves and our planet for little green pieces of paper that mean nothing. I used to dream my life would matter somehow, that someday when I grew up I would be important, special. But we're all special right?
"Which is just another way of saying that nobody is..." ( 10 points if you can tell me what movie that is from and who said it )Anyway, I won't bore you with my endless diatribes about how fucked the world is, how meaningless humanity has become. I am simply tired of hearing that global warming isn't real, that we are conceited to think we can permanently alter a planet. This is no ice age; "This is the way the world ends/ Not with a bang but a whimper." If you listen closely you can hear it whining: We are the parasites on this planet, we are the locusts sucking out its life.
edit to add : "but what does seem conceited is the idea that we can "destroy" the earth. (of course we're perfectly capable of destroying ourselves, but that's a rant for another day)" Destroy the planet as make it into little tiny pieces of rock floating through space, probably not; destroy the planet as in make it uninhabitable, definitely possible. The atmosphere is VERY thin really and so many things we do so much of as so bad for it. But yes, it is very depressing so I will say one happy thing to end with (which is the real reason I edited this, I don't mean to tell you off or argue or whatever but the idea that we can't destroy life on this planet is dangerous)
But yea, happy thought - Loki's job woes may finally be over! (cross your fingers for me!) AND - tomorrow I am going to Bier Markt with my family for my birthday dinner. Beer, now that is a happy thought!
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but sloshed another day?
thursday nights at velvet, friday nights at funhaus