Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Anomonopia.

We're all just kids.

We fight over stupid things, we never share, and none of us are really responsible yet.

And before anyone plays the "Projection" card, let me deilver a hearty "Fuck you". Chuck Palahniuk wrote that it isn't until we have lost everything that we are free to do whatever we want. In a similar fashion, it is not until you can admit that you are wrong, or at least entertain the possibility of such an idea, that you can learn what is right and what is wrong. But I'm no psychology major, and neither are you. The only person that should be reading this that has achieved that level of thought has a PhD, and I find names to be redundant at this point.

We're all short-sighted, we all assume too much, and we all have our faults. If we were thrown into society tomorrow with all of the responsibilities of an adult, we would most certainly crack under the pressure. We should be carefree, but we're not. If there's a lack of drama, we create it. If there's any room to complain, we use it. The grass is always greener on the other side, and even though we know this, we can't help but look.

Pope John Paul II wrote that a man who is truly happy with what he has would be just as happy were it all whisked away.

Failure is more pronounced than success, and it's a struggle to keep on top. Because when we all die, and that day is sooner than we'd like to think about, there won't be a scale to measure all the crap that we've accumulated, nor will there be some sort of prize for helping more old ladies cross the street than the next guy in line.

I have no faith, it's not a choice, it's a reaction. I've seen too many failures to believe in myself and I've seen too much to trust my fellow man. In this world you've got yourself, and there's nobody else who wants exactly what you do, if you ever find out what that is. I shouldn't say that there's nobody, because that's a definite, and only a fool speaks in definites.

And for the record, this is all opinion. All 63 posts to date are my opinions and should not be taken as fact without substancial thought and insight. Anyone who adheres to my exact thought complex is simply fooling themselves; I learned that from Maddox.

But you might find someone that shares those interests with you, someone who wants to experience life with you, and when you do you need to seize the moment, because second chances are seldom given. In fact, who needs a second chance? Who governs your chances and what constitutes a loss?

And you can't gain chances back either, just another way that losses and failures are more powerful than accomplishments and successes, oh the things we take for granted.

2 Comments:

Blogger Mr. Kyle said...

It seems as though whenever you prove a point you are being a hypocrite... and you know say it blatanly. But in my eyes, that's just boring.

Might just be me though. <.<;;

5:59 AM  
Blogger Dylan said...

You say hypocrite, I say human.

Then again, you can't be wrong, can you?

2:00 PM  

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