The Fear of Knowing That You're Right
I'm still trying to decide whether my day was amazing or pathetic. is it amazing that i woke up at 1pm and sat around doing absolutely nothing? or is it amazing that i had no obligations with my day, which allowed me to relax and have no worries? i have a feeling its somewhere in between those two. perhaps a nice happy medium. we need more of those happy mediums...theres too much unhappiness surrounding our lives.
I read last night an article in the stranger about a murder on capitol hill last week. perhaps this is old news to most, but i tend not to pay much attention to the news for the specific reason that i hear about ridiculously horrid things that happen in this world, and right around the corner. a group of kids who had just met at a rave decided to have an afterparty at their house. they saw a man who seemed a bit lonely and awkward, so in an effort to make him feel wanted and belong somewhere, they invited him to their house. come morning, the man had shot and killed about 6 of the kids with a shotgun and pistol. how fucked up is our world, when somebody offers hospitality and kindness, they are repaid with these sorts of attrocities? its absolutely ridiculous.
It's quite sad when people are so bored or fed up with their lives, and turn to making it other's problem but their own. instead of seeking help and finding out whats wrong, or fixing their problem, they choose to make it worse, and take people with them. it makes me fucking sick.
why is it, that every 30 minutes, I hear sirens of police cars, fire engines, ambulances? could it be that their stations are only a block from my house? of course. but why are there so many reasons for their sirens to be activated, to make haste to another crime scene. death. robbery. arson. its sad when the most determined, most dangerous enemy of what some may say is the greatest creature ever to live, is itself. day after day it ceases to amaze me how the world is revolving around human's hate for each other. their need to be better than another human, to make the other feel poorly, to make them feel nothing at all. for what? nothing. money? a piece of cotton and nylon. respect? an intangible feeling. power? scaring other people.
I do wish that people would begin to take a step back and look at how they are living their lives. if we really are the greatest organism, why are we so stupid? why are we so consumed by nothingness?
love each other.
<3 JMS
I read last night an article in the stranger about a murder on capitol hill last week. perhaps this is old news to most, but i tend not to pay much attention to the news for the specific reason that i hear about ridiculously horrid things that happen in this world, and right around the corner. a group of kids who had just met at a rave decided to have an afterparty at their house. they saw a man who seemed a bit lonely and awkward, so in an effort to make him feel wanted and belong somewhere, they invited him to their house. come morning, the man had shot and killed about 6 of the kids with a shotgun and pistol. how fucked up is our world, when somebody offers hospitality and kindness, they are repaid with these sorts of attrocities? its absolutely ridiculous.
It's quite sad when people are so bored or fed up with their lives, and turn to making it other's problem but their own. instead of seeking help and finding out whats wrong, or fixing their problem, they choose to make it worse, and take people with them. it makes me fucking sick.
why is it, that every 30 minutes, I hear sirens of police cars, fire engines, ambulances? could it be that their stations are only a block from my house? of course. but why are there so many reasons for their sirens to be activated, to make haste to another crime scene. death. robbery. arson. its sad when the most determined, most dangerous enemy of what some may say is the greatest creature ever to live, is itself. day after day it ceases to amaze me how the world is revolving around human's hate for each other. their need to be better than another human, to make the other feel poorly, to make them feel nothing at all. for what? nothing. money? a piece of cotton and nylon. respect? an intangible feeling. power? scaring other people.
I do wish that people would begin to take a step back and look at how they are living their lives. if we really are the greatest organism, why are we so stupid? why are we so consumed by nothingness?
love each other.
<3 JMS