Jan 21, 2006 15:19
The other day as I was walking down the loud streets of San Francisco in the early morning and I finally notice people hurrying. Usually I'm on the phone so I hardly notice people around me. It's scary how people jaywalk in crazy traffic, get angry, drive like crazy, yell, and hurry to a job. Job=Money...but geezus in the end it's just money. I saw two women running across the street and almost got hit by a water truck screaming their heads off. What's the point of enjoying money if you die?!?!?!?!
As the world around me seem fast and hectic, government sucking big time and people screwing each other in so many different shapes and form it's sad. People should help people. Seriously, what fun is it to go out and hurt people and getting satisfaction from it?
I never believed in an eye for an eye...I believed in two eyes from someone that does damage to me. That was my whole life philosophy until the time I was 20 years old. Good friends would say I've lost that ruthless streak in me towards people who've done me wrong but sometimes I get scared because when someone does something to someone I care about, part of me is almost so evil in wanting to get even it scares me.
Does it matter to get even with someone to watch them sad or suffer for momentarily satisfaction? The best you can do is to be the happiest you can be right? Nothing would piss someone who hates you then watching you be happy.
Revenge is sweet when you're happy at the expense of not hurting anyone and pissing them off at the same time=)