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i think instead of becoming more philisophical, i've become more poetic.
but i'm not sure because my short term memory died, but it's getting better. I think.
ultimatly, people take life far far too seriously.
it makes me very very sad that people would not want to bring a child into this world. like it makes me cry. i think the real way to change the world is to create a better new generation and the highest influence on that is a parent, being a good parent. if you believe you can raise a child to see the world for what it is and to truely make it a better place, then that is the greatest thing you can do for this earth and our people.
something weighed heavy on my heart today, and it was death in the form of water or lack there of. my mom's making me hide my jar of spit. what she refuses to accept is that the same thing that is in that jar is in her mouth and i see it coating her teeth every time she smiles.
there are so many shitty fathers, the good ones are too responsible to have children.
what if the world really does end in the next five years? i will cry, that is certain. i will cry out like my lord before me "why hast thou forsaken me?" and then "this is the end". maybe my faith will save me, or maybe i'll just blink out like so many believe. god, suddenly i am horrificly afraid of the end of the world. the ice and the water and that my children will never see snow because i will not be around to have chlidren.
christ, now i've gone and made myself all depressed.
something weighed heavy on my heart today. it was death in the form of sand.
oh but then there's sex and death. wtf?
but i'm not sure because my short term memory died, but it's getting better. I think.
ultimatly, people take life far far too seriously.
it makes me very very sad that people would not want to bring a child into this world. like it makes me cry. i think the real way to change the world is to create a better new generation and the highest influence on that is a parent, being a good parent. if you believe you can raise a child to see the world for what it is and to truely make it a better place, then that is the greatest thing you can do for this earth and our people.
something weighed heavy on my heart today, and it was death in the form of water or lack there of. my mom's making me hide my jar of spit. what she refuses to accept is that the same thing that is in that jar is in her mouth and i see it coating her teeth every time she smiles.
there are so many shitty fathers, the good ones are too responsible to have children.
what if the world really does end in the next five years? i will cry, that is certain. i will cry out like my lord before me "why hast thou forsaken me?" and then "this is the end". maybe my faith will save me, or maybe i'll just blink out like so many believe. god, suddenly i am horrificly afraid of the end of the world. the ice and the water and that my children will never see snow because i will not be around to have chlidren.
christ, now i've gone and made myself all depressed.
something weighed heavy on my heart today. it was death in the form of sand.
oh but then there's sex and death. wtf?