A Little Bit of a Rant.
Do you know what I'm growing sick of? Emo.
Its not the fashion...its the attitude that goes along with it like a plague. Why the hell are people obsessed with being miserable, with pain...with heartache? Its like they only focus on the bad things in life rather then all the good...its like only looking at the world through black and white lenses. I like to bleed, it makes me feel good. What the f***? Everyone knows thats just a front that people put up to make them look stronger, but whether a person admits it or not, it DOES hurt because making an inscision in your skin will cause pain. Science my dears, science. It seems like such a selfish way to live...crying over their own miserable lives which aren't nearly as bad as people who are suffering over in the Middle East and India. Being obsessed with being thin when I've seen pictures of kids so thin it looks seriously like they're going to break in half. And people say they want to look that way? They don't know a damn thing about being that fuckin thin, they can't even imagine the pain of it. Why force yourself to be like that when you can eat and give thanks to the Earth and God for giving you food to eat rather then making yourself sick, just so you have yet again another thing to add to your woeful world of misery? There are some people out there who've been raped numerous times...had the rapers children. People who've seen people blown up, commit sucide, watched a loved one crumble into a bloody mass of bones, and limbs. And yet we cry for silly reasons over here...You know, we're a lot tougher then you think. People are strong, I think its a matter of choice...until it comes to a point where you have to force yourself to be strong. I'm not saying that some people don't have a good reason to be sad...abusive parents suck, but why wallow in the horridness when you can DO something about it? Letting it beat you down is just surrendering to everything they've done...it makes them win.
Another thing that kills me is how sterotypical Emo is...has become. All Emo kids seem to act alike, dress alike...they're just a herd of black sheep clinging together, letting the others cushion the fall of their insecurities. In their striving to be different, they are clearly just the same as everyone else. Its not the way a person looks that makes them unique, its their damn personality. Its their soul. Its their daring to be who they are, and not the rest of the herd. So they might as well just go back to the rest of the herd of humanity. Am I any better? Not really...but I also can accept the fact that I'm like everyone else...because humanity is one big family. No one is absolutely different...except for a few brillant minds. And no, I'm not a brillant mind...there's no chance in hell that I'm the next Van Gogh, or Einstien or a Roosevelt...and you know what? Thats fine. I'm not here on Earth for fan, glory or to be remembered...I'm here to help people, and to make what small of a difference I can for the sake of humanity. Because lets face it...its a mess. A big bloody mess.
...this was not geared toward anyone imparticular. Its just a general rant of the whole Emo Community in this world. I know I'm guilty for whining and feeling sorry for myself...but I'm at least trying to change. While being in England I realized how damn lucky I am to be alive...and what a pity it would be to waste this life. Now life is something marvelous...and beautiful...I love each day that the sun rises, and falls...the evening, the day time...everything about it. Even the scabs on the back of my neck because there's medication to heal it and make it better. Cells are a marvelous thing...Jam said something really cool the other day...about how Cells are always dying...and she wonders if it sometimes makes us sad without thinking about it, or realizing. Could we cry for our own constantly dying body?
Its not the fashion...its the attitude that goes along with it like a plague. Why the hell are people obsessed with being miserable, with pain...with heartache? Its like they only focus on the bad things in life rather then all the good...its like only looking at the world through black and white lenses. I like to bleed, it makes me feel good. What the f***? Everyone knows thats just a front that people put up to make them look stronger, but whether a person admits it or not, it DOES hurt because making an inscision in your skin will cause pain. Science my dears, science. It seems like such a selfish way to live...crying over their own miserable lives which aren't nearly as bad as people who are suffering over in the Middle East and India. Being obsessed with being thin when I've seen pictures of kids so thin it looks seriously like they're going to break in half. And people say they want to look that way? They don't know a damn thing about being that fuckin thin, they can't even imagine the pain of it. Why force yourself to be like that when you can eat and give thanks to the Earth and God for giving you food to eat rather then making yourself sick, just so you have yet again another thing to add to your woeful world of misery? There are some people out there who've been raped numerous times...had the rapers children. People who've seen people blown up, commit sucide, watched a loved one crumble into a bloody mass of bones, and limbs. And yet we cry for silly reasons over here...You know, we're a lot tougher then you think. People are strong, I think its a matter of choice...until it comes to a point where you have to force yourself to be strong. I'm not saying that some people don't have a good reason to be sad...abusive parents suck, but why wallow in the horridness when you can DO something about it? Letting it beat you down is just surrendering to everything they've done...it makes them win.
Another thing that kills me is how sterotypical Emo is...has become. All Emo kids seem to act alike, dress alike...they're just a herd of black sheep clinging together, letting the others cushion the fall of their insecurities. In their striving to be different, they are clearly just the same as everyone else. Its not the way a person looks that makes them unique, its their damn personality. Its their soul. Its their daring to be who they are, and not the rest of the herd. So they might as well just go back to the rest of the herd of humanity. Am I any better? Not really...but I also can accept the fact that I'm like everyone else...because humanity is one big family. No one is absolutely different...except for a few brillant minds. And no, I'm not a brillant mind...there's no chance in hell that I'm the next Van Gogh, or Einstien or a Roosevelt...and you know what? Thats fine. I'm not here on Earth for fan, glory or to be remembered...I'm here to help people, and to make what small of a difference I can for the sake of humanity. Because lets face it...its a mess. A big bloody mess.
...this was not geared toward anyone imparticular. Its just a general rant of the whole Emo Community in this world. I know I'm guilty for whining and feeling sorry for myself...but I'm at least trying to change. While being in England I realized how damn lucky I am to be alive...and what a pity it would be to waste this life. Now life is something marvelous...and beautiful...I love each day that the sun rises, and falls...the evening, the day time...everything about it. Even the scabs on the back of my neck because there's medication to heal it and make it better. Cells are a marvelous thing...Jam said something really cool the other day...about how Cells are always dying...and she wonders if it sometimes makes us sad without thinking about it, or realizing. Could we cry for our own constantly dying body?