Oct 15 2008
An Interior Monologue
We stand here facing a precipice, a steep gravel giant that won’t be conquered so easily. The mountain to me concerns ideas that may not be ethical, that may not be wise, that may not be sane. Although I have never seen myself as a rash individual, this current set of ideas throw me of my natural balance. What do you say when the person you are with loves you, but you love others? What do you say when your roommate is alienated from you because of childish antics? What do you say when you hate the yourself so much that you have to create multiple personalities, trying to find one you won’t be ashamed of? What do you say in the face of these ideas? Does one merely persevere and keep going with a smile on his or her’s face…..secretly being crushed by the weight of tons of emotional damage? They must or face further turmoil. They must or their situations will graven dearly and leave them hollow shells of former people. They will face a fate worse than death, they will merely be.
Humans are not meant to simply be they need sustinance, “soul food” if you will, in order to keep alive and thriving. Our culture as of now is a sham, simple skeleton of a the greater meatier thing it could be. Suicide is terrible, it’s the ultimate way to be a sore loser. Like that kid who you’d hate to play board games with because as soon as one thing went against their favor, they would complain and just leave. I hate suicidal people, not because they are selfish in their motives, but because they left the game too early
and so now you’re left with no one to play with.
this is wayyy deep.