Saturday, June 28, 2008

death in the middle

By night they seek you out and when they find you they watch everything you do. All your calls, all your meetings, all the media and books you like; everything you do and everyone you come in contact with is logged down in a data base by stinky people with no sense of humor and no concept of what it takes to not be stagnant. Restraint is there field and it is through restraint the human capsule seeks outlets to plug in to. This is what we do as people. In order to be in that game you have to lie; which is exactly what the adults tell their children not to do. That in and of itself is a lie. Think about that shit!
Once you are known, stamped, and approved, you can begin the marginal life; the one you replaced your hopes and your dreams with; as if you will ever get another chance. Nope, once you cross the line of moving into the world of lies you better lie yourself and be damn good at it or you will always be in the middle, and the middle sucks dog balls!
They are the ones who get paid to be what we are told not to be.

nada on the regrets

I read something recently about how it is better to be sensable about your decisions as you make them in order to avoid regret. That makes about as much sense as building a house with eggo waffles. There is no way on Earth anyone can ever live on this planet w/out regret. By that same token I would argue that proceeding in life in that way creates regrets simply because you are acting on the idea that life is supposed to be ordered and predictable when in fact a human life is filled with decisions centered in the idea of regret avoidance while making regretful decisions. To live your life avoiding anything for reasons that are thought about and concluded upon after deliberation is a complete waist of mind time and I am not interested in avoiding shit. I am interested in experiencing and then going with that. Regrets, yes, there are many; but I would never change my past because regret is all I have and it is something we all share. The fun memories are always regretful later anyway because of all the fun you had during those magical copulations in science.

real life

There are many who do not trust banks. For that reason they prefer cash. My grandfather was this way as I am sure many from his generation were. My father tried to be that way until mom found his hidden shoe box in the closet. All that bithin and moanin for years about money this and money that and the whole time he was hoarding money as if he were shelling payoffs to crooked members of the city council or hotel rooms to meet women for anonymous sex; paper trails are unacceptable. These are things they do not teach in school and this is reality. If you do not like it, pray more!