Why is functional worth more than sustainability?
These passed months have been a real roller coaster in the life of me. I've seen people come and go, watched the never ending inhalation of a species, and took some time to listen to the people I really care about to make some sense of who I am. I feel I have lost my place among the people of this wretched place, and even after learning of some good news, I find myself wallowing in doubt... not for myself of course, but more the faith of humanity. You can't trust people for shit unless you know them to be genuine, and lets face it, we live in a corrupt cruel place.
There are very few things left in life that keep me happy and right now, I am willing to make a change for those things. I am tired of oppressing myself and chastising over meaningless dither that was the past. What has the passed ever done for me? I have had so much shit hit the fan these last 15 years, I feel like I can only set myself up for failure and there is no hope... That needs to change...
Meh, what a crap time to be called a human. I feel as a trapped mind among the swarm... and there is nothing I can do as an individual to change that. I however can change the way they perceive me... this could go both ways, and I am hoping for the latter. So let's put this mask back on and go out into the world. Let's not show them what we are really made of and maybe one day, if not for a brief moment find happiness. The torment starts now... the question is, can I handle it, or will my mind finally go under? Now is as good as any of a time to find out.
"Where is the line between progress and decline?
What is the price to stop ruining lives?
Why is functional worth more than sustainability?
Why are we so comfortable in our gullibility?
What happened that made us want to be blind?
What is it in us that made us believe in all of the lies spoon fed to us by the ones who always stand to profit from our loss.
Exploiting our misery and selling it back to us for a cost."
...At least I know there are people out there that feel the same.
There are very few things left in life that keep me happy and right now, I am willing to make a change for those things. I am tired of oppressing myself and chastising over meaningless dither that was the past. What has the passed ever done for me? I have had so much shit hit the fan these last 15 years, I feel like I can only set myself up for failure and there is no hope... That needs to change...
Meh, what a crap time to be called a human. I feel as a trapped mind among the swarm... and there is nothing I can do as an individual to change that. I however can change the way they perceive me... this could go both ways, and I am hoping for the latter. So let's put this mask back on and go out into the world. Let's not show them what we are really made of and maybe one day, if not for a brief moment find happiness. The torment starts now... the question is, can I handle it, or will my mind finally go under? Now is as good as any of a time to find out.
"Where is the line between progress and decline?
What is the price to stop ruining lives?
Why is functional worth more than sustainability?
Why are we so comfortable in our gullibility?
What happened that made us want to be blind?
What is it in us that made us believe in all of the lies spoon fed to us by the ones who always stand to profit from our loss.
Exploiting our misery and selling it back to us for a cost."
...At least I know there are people out there that feel the same.