Ever notice...

your life is slowly slipping way. And no matter what you do, you can't seem to get it under control again. It feels like someone else is driving the car, and you just get to sit in the passenger seat. Everything around you is a blurr, even the people meld together to form one blurry image. But every so often, a you get a moments respite. Its the most wonderful thing in the world. After choking in a sea of death, you get a breath of fresh air. But only for a second then its gone. You have to take control of those moments. Find someone you can connect to, and connect. You might never be happy again. I think guys would like monogomy alot more, if it sounded less like monotomy. Monotomy sucks, its what drains you of your soul. It kills you, every day, of every year we got to school to learn. Classes become a blurr, weekends are the same. Life passes you by. Its not a good feeling. Then you find someone you love, and its different. Its special, its great. Then monotomy happens. Noone likes monotomy. Its the very thing we rebel againts. The idea that for the rest of our pittiful lives we will be doing the same thing. Its repulsive to think about. We thrive on change and excitment. But our society is built on monotomy. The drudging routine of life. Soon that breath of fresh air that was love, turns to a foul stench of monotomy. And its no longer exciting; its part of the norm. And that kills us. We need change, without it we're doomed. I've been told to go and live my life. But that advice in and of itself was hypocritical. A teacher, the source of monotomy cannot tell you to break the routine (especially not as part of class -the routine-). And now for something completly different. I'm drunk. can you tell? I checked this pretty good i think for spelling. No grammar tho, i suck at that sober. But now, even drunk is routine. Its boring. I changed friends, I changes what i do. I can't seem to escape the feeling that at the end of the day, it'll be the same thing tomorrow. It's maddening. I wish i had a little red button that could nuke palistine. That way the next time i heard about a suicide bombing, i would plan a bombing of my own. Except my bomb would be a little bigger. It would at least be a break from all this anti-terrpr bullshit. Nuke the bastards. In the grand scheme of things, if we launched all of our missles we would only scorch the surface of the earth. In 100 million years it would be fine, and we would be dead, I say fuck it, its not like we're anybetter than the other animals anyway. Breas got strength, we got brains. It ballences out in the end. And if we nuke ourselves we all die anyway. Great idea, this whole first strike thing is redundant. By the time i launch a missle you know its coming and launch yours. the we both die and the person who sold us the missles laughs. Well this rant went on long enough to nowhere. Just remember this: Life's a shadow of something mediocre to begin with. Why bother?

by angryguitarfreak on 21 May 2005 at 22:15

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