Friday, June 27, 2008
that sadness, that negativity.
Remember when you were a kid and you viewed the world as a complete waist of time filled with older people who were bitter and stupid? Remember when you looked at your entire community and saw tarnished innocence corrupted not by themselves but by the order of things; the heirarchy of political power within the larger frame? Imagine for one moment yourself "growing up" to that place, accepting that place; the very same place you once loathed but now make excuses for as you climb the heirarchal ranks of social order and credit. Are you in it? Do you like your grown up spot? How does it feel really to have abandoned your dreams while making excuses to the number one most important thing in your life, YOU! Never shit on people who have not abandoned their dreams like you have, if you have. The past is gone and there are no excuses for that sadness, that negativity. 98.2
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