I don't know

Jul 02, 2006 23:42

4 years, 10 months, 58 days have been given to me, and robbed from me at the same time.
You have taken my life, and left it an empty shell. I shall never be beyond the second stage. So calm on the outside, but inside I rage. Against myself, against this chemical dependence of mine. I want to be Owsley, I want a new drug. A new revolution, with someone listening to me for a change. But most people don't get past the first stage. Denial. Lies. Hang on to your hopeless hope that you will ever see your loved ones again. The only way that you will see those you love is if you go to their graves. Dig them up and look at their decay. Wash your body with their ashes.
I come from a long line of humans.

I have this thought on how to view life. It is kind of a mix between existentialism and epicurianism.
Everyone fears cancer nowadays. I just think that it provides the perfect metaphor, the perfect excuse.

I have a very potent cancer. Let's call it "Der Tod" (The Death in Deutsch). Anyway, this cancer kills everyone who contracts it. But I don't quite know exactly when it will strike. The medical definition for death is when your heart stops. So those people beat the Tod cancer for a while. But it always relapses, and the doctors can't catch it all the time. My brother didn't commit suicide. He didn't have the chance to. His cancer got to him first. As will mine. As will yours. Jesus stole a vaccine or something... He chose not to give it to us.

"House" is one of my favorite shows. The doctor is just so snarky and sarcastic, reminds me of me. In one of the episodes, there is a young cancer child, and House claims, "Come on, they can't all be cheery, some of them must be miserable, spoiled, brats." This is true for the Tod cancer also. Not all of us are cheery, but all of us will die.

So eat, drink alcohol, smoke herb or crack, shoot heroine, dose LSD, fuck yourself over. It won't matter to me. Hey, give me a call sometime, maybe I will hasten my cancer with you.

Hey, no-one worry about me, because I can't do anything. Thanks to my brother being Jesus, I am immortal.
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