why
I guess I am at the point where I am wondering why. Yeah, the regular teenage cycle bull crap. But I mean, you have to wonder. If you think about it enough, there really is no point, is there. I mean, we are born, we live, we die, and nothing can change that cycle. And on the thinking plane, it is all I do. All I ever do. I think and talk and listen and then think and listen some more, but it does nothing. There is no point to any of it. So then why? Why go through anything, why subject ourselves to things we can't control or influence. I am just so tired. I want to stop thinking, I want it to stop, I don't want to bother with it anymore. But that is it again. Those are the things that I want, not what is going to happen.
Does anyone remember playing with dolls or action figures when they were small? They would fight when you wanted, and laugh when you wanted, and cry when you wanted, and they were always there for you to hug when nobody else was. And then they are thanked by being sold, or given away, or thrown away because they got to outdated, or they broke. But that is what humanity does. They expect the best in the prime, and then when something is old, and in need of care in return, we discard it, or them, and turn our backs.
Yeah, rantings that no one will read do a whole lot of good. To tell you the truth, I don't give a damn any more. That is the way I started. Then I tried opening up and giving things and people a chance. That was the first mistake. Taking life is not an option, giving life is a blessing, and living life...that my friends is hell.
Does anyone remember playing with dolls or action figures when they were small? They would fight when you wanted, and laugh when you wanted, and cry when you wanted, and they were always there for you to hug when nobody else was. And then they are thanked by being sold, or given away, or thrown away because they got to outdated, or they broke. But that is what humanity does. They expect the best in the prime, and then when something is old, and in need of care in return, we discard it, or them, and turn our backs.
Yeah, rantings that no one will read do a whole lot of good. To tell you the truth, I don't give a damn any more. That is the way I started. Then I tried opening up and giving things and people a chance. That was the first mistake. Taking life is not an option, giving life is a blessing, and living life...that my friends is hell.