Well . . . again with the word well . . . I kind of thought, I'd change the word for Wow... (not final yet, still working on it)
Whenever life seems too good, it usually is. Keep that in mind that the next time you discover a big wad of cash in your pocket :) No, seriously though, I'm having trouble understanding why world works as it does. I mean - we are all floating merrily along the path of life, humming to ourselves, not looking in front of us. We don't look, cause we are afraid. We are afraid cause we know happiness never lasts - therefore we pretend (whistling merrily, observing clouds shaped like ducks with knives in their backs and that sort of things - you know - merry in general) If we did look down we'd see that we're standing on a neat trim of daisies in a complete wasteland. A step left or right or even back would take us back to our lives' stone age. Nobody wants to admit that all luck is fading - we try and prolong it till it wears out completely and leave ourselves back at the beginning . . . back in the complete wasteland with a bright spot appearing every few miles but when we try to step on that little bit of happiness, it fades under a pile of rubbish.
Now, I'm not saying there's no way to achieve happiness. . . There certainly is, but it definitely is not in pretending all is well, while we all know it isn't or it soon won't.
I am not here just to cast a dark gloom all over us, but I'm just fed up. (I feel like saying "Come on, get on with it" to myself)
Why not? I shall try and get on with it. Now all I need to know is, what this IT is I need to get on with. . . and how do I get on with it, when I finally do realize what IT is. Too complicated to me :S Let me go back to just existing, OK?
Can I just be a vessel, a mere vessel floating across the seven seas? and some lakes and rivers perhaps (cause I wouldn't fit in a stream, now, would I)? NO . . . lucky for me I'm still a government official - and our government has just recently f****d me up the behind so I can't even sit down, but that's OK - the government has yet to ask me to sit down, so I'll stand until then. When I finally am showered with the golden kindness of the government and they ask me to sit, they'll take two monster c***s and shove them in my mouth and sore ass. Actually I'm looking forward to that meeting with the Grand One's so I could just say all I ever wanted to say about the system. I just hope they give me enough time to prepare myself for this mental masturbation that is going to take place in May 2009.
Enough. Not to touch that topic again till May 2009. I'm having a writers cramp, so I'll quit while I'm ahead, but that would mean I'd have to erase most of I've written today. Dilemma
Since no one actually reads this crap, I'll leave it as it is and go think what to say when Higher Officials attack me with pitchforks and torches.
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