I’m on down the road from giving anything, whether it’s a shit or two shits, a damn or otherwise, about this day to day “charade parade” we all march through. People are full of those things though: shit, shits and a damn … a big dam holding back all the things they want to say and feel but they can’t because fear has bigger balls than they have closet space. They bow to it. No, we bow to it. Who am I to step out of this scathing assessment of the human flaw that plagues us all? Our inability to smash through the glass to get to what we stare through life’s window longingly in soft desperation at everyday, is past pathetic … it is death. I smell it eating away at us as we claw our way toward the end of a maze none of us signed up to stumble through anyway.
Fuck this.
Let’s do something else.
Let’s start over. Who says we can’t?
They do right?
Who are they?
They … are us.
We are them.
We are the problem.
So, take yourself out of the equation. Make an individual stand.
Eject from this plane to nowhere and parachute to someplace else. Somewhere new.
Forget everybody else. And if everybody says “forget everybody else” and starts paying the proper amount of attention to themselves and what they should be doing, then things will change fast.
And then, we will become a group again, just in a new place with new attitudes and a new view.
Don’t buy the bunk that taking care of your needs is selfish. That is the biggest fairy tale ever sold to the human race. It is the exact thing holding us back from evolving to the next paradigm.
This plane is crashing. The oxygen masks are hanging from the ceiling.
Do the right thing.
Grab a mask and affix it to your face and breath.
That’s the only instruction they ever had right.
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