I believe in certain things and not others. Fuck untruths.
Trying to balance faith with desire.
I have to get this anger out otherwise I’ll take it out on somebody who doesn’t deserve.
I fucking HATE my job and the moment I leave it and this system of corporate slavery I will be happy. I will be happy because my life will be on my time and I won’t have to answer to anybody but those who I love. And yet all these people who insist that it is their duty to remind me that I NEED A JOB.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH YOUR TIME? Most of you don’t have jobs. Most of you do nothing with your lives.
You see? This is my anger and frustration. This is the struggle, the struggle to be a free man.
And all these people who are part of the system. So scared. Poor little guys. They find things to be proud about, like sports, like star wars, all these meaningless obsessions that take the place of the desires they once probably genuinely had, like being something great, someone happy.
But no, instead I am thrust into this system again, where we are convinced that our dreams and plans are unrealistic and that our lives are meant to be miserable.
I know my plan. I am sick of betraying it. This is the last time. You know what that means.
Say goodbye to the pawn, and welcome the King.
P.S. When you choose ignorance you lose respect and dignity. You become arrogant of your ignorance. Expect me to shut your mouth. I don’t care who you are, friends, co-workers, family.
It is without a doubt that life is a struggle. I watched this Bob Marley documentary once and while I didn’t finish it entirely, a quote from the film stuck with me. I am not sure who the man was who was speaking, could have been one of Marley’s relatives or closer friends. He was explaining Marley’s upbringing and the trials he faced as he grew into a man.
“It’s the type of struggle that’ll make a kid go good or bad.”
It was months later when the quote resurfaced in my mind and hit me. It was one of those days when I found myself down and depressed, allowing the ego in my mind to rip away at my soul, to convince me of all the things I don’t believe in and don’t want to believe in.
This life is a struggle. It is a struggle to reach closure, to find happiness and peace, and to do so yourself. I believe in God, and although I am not exactly sure of the nature of our connection, I do know that in this life we are protected — those of us who are ambitious enough to seek the truth, to fight against evil, and to stand for justice.
The struggle is the test, the test to see whether we are more concerned with anger, frustration and bitterness or with success, joy and ambition.
I am struggling, but my eye is on the latter.
The misery of the struggle to attain ideal happiness is almost unbearable. The system is made to break down and destroy. I hate to sound so philosophical but it’s true. I’m trying to stay real, faithful and honest. I am just worried about my desires. Like, I want them to be satisfied. Look at me. Egotistical.
Political Taboos are the cause of ignorance. Free the truth and hurt the idiots’ feelings, it will save many lives and establish justice.