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FUCK THIS COUNTRY.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Drugs
In this city, you can get recreational drugs easily if you find the right "social groups."
For those of you who never got caught up in this "life style" ... imagine what it would take for you to feel so desperate that it was your only choice: self medication.
For those of you who never got caught up in this "life style" ... imagine what it would take for you to feel so desperate that it was your only choice: self medication.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Giving When You Have Nothing
A friend gave me a five dollar bill from her own personal finances so that I could walk across some highly trafficked road surfaces and hand it to a woman standing on the divider leading in and out of this metropolis.
I saw her with her sign: "Traveling, Broke, Hungry" and my empathy and compassion kicked me in the gut. She's probably about my age. She had a bag or two weighing down on her and some personal items leaning on a stoplight pole. All that disgusting wealth built up and towering over her in skyscrapers, glistening with shiny and clean glass (neon lit at night). And this woman with a cardboard sign that might as well have been written on with shoe polish, for all I knew.
I walked to her, handed her the bill and said "My life sucks and when I saw you, I needed to do something." She was thankful and we spoke briefly about where she was headed and her struggles that complicated it (family scattered, dog traveling, too, distance to go, etc). We shook hands and parted ways.
It was not my money. It was the money of a friend who also has compassion and empathy for fellow human beings. She felt my empathy and knew she could help me help the other woman.
It's called society, people. Try it out some time. Pass it on.
I saw her with her sign: "Traveling, Broke, Hungry" and my empathy and compassion kicked me in the gut. She's probably about my age. She had a bag or two weighing down on her and some personal items leaning on a stoplight pole. All that disgusting wealth built up and towering over her in skyscrapers, glistening with shiny and clean glass (neon lit at night). And this woman with a cardboard sign that might as well have been written on with shoe polish, for all I knew.
I walked to her, handed her the bill and said "My life sucks and when I saw you, I needed to do something." She was thankful and we spoke briefly about where she was headed and her struggles that complicated it (family scattered, dog traveling, too, distance to go, etc). We shook hands and parted ways.
It was not my money. It was the money of a friend who also has compassion and empathy for fellow human beings. She felt my empathy and knew she could help me help the other woman.
It's called society, people. Try it out some time. Pass it on.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
WHEN?
Somebody tell me fucking when it's safe to come out of the fallout shelter I want to hide in for the next decade. These men in control scare the living shit out of me. Not just the NSA, CIA, FBI, presidential candidates... The ones who roam the businesses who control the government are even more frightening.
There's no law or order. Those must be paid for and approved by buying a representative or governor here and there.
FUCK. Just read Jace's blog. It's all there. I should never have taken this on. Why did I start THIS blog?
Should I bury it, along with everything else? Should Jace just be covered over with the dirt he tried to dig himself out of? There are just screaming shitheads everywhere. No wonder people wanna off themselves.
There's no law or order. Those must be paid for and approved by buying a representative or governor here and there.
FUCK. Just read Jace's blog. It's all there. I should never have taken this on. Why did I start THIS blog?
Should I bury it, along with everything else? Should Jace just be covered over with the dirt he tried to dig himself out of? There are just screaming shitheads everywhere. No wonder people wanna off themselves.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
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