“This year’s celebration, themed “Justice Or Else,” will be led by the Honorable Minister Louis Farrakhan and put a laser focus on the tragedies that have crippled urban communities around the country, from the Michael Brown shooting in Ferguson to the slaying of Eric Garner in New York City.”
“Today, October 10th, hundreds of thousands of activists, Muslims, Christians, music artists and much more convene in Washington D.C. on the National Mall to commemorate the 20th anniversary of the Million Man March.”
Too much on my mind right now. A spliff would be nice. Debating a lot. Life decisions. Friendships. Careers. Kind of tired of irrational faith. Tired of irrational perfectionism. Tired of being limited by my self. Tired of being convinced that I do not deserve glory. Sick of not embracing my sickness, my elite quality. Yes, as pompous as I sound, this is true sentiment. There are many things I want and love, I’m just having a hard time because of various paranoias and because I hate regretting decisions. I don’t want to be alone. Sometimes I feel like I do it to my self.
So much potential and self-trust, self-faith, and determination that I’d hate to waste it on pointless positions in life like wage-based salaries and orthodox conformities. Get the fuck out of here. All these weirdos who try to convince me they are happy. Why you want to force me into your ways then, if you are so happy? Look I am going to be king. I need to be cause if I am not I won’t be here. I am great. I want to be.
Taking over the world, establishing a dynasty, a throne rather, being me, the king of my world. God, Love, Peace.
Here I am free. Isn’t that odd? And yet, still constrained. Taboos. Fears. Politics. You know.
I wrote a story once. [censored]. It wasn’t incredible.
It was divine.
Am I living it now? Wow.
I never understood the hypocrisy of people who act like they do not have desires, physical and nonphysical. Even religious figures have desires. It’d be disturbing to think of those who deny that fact. Wonder if priests touching children is a consequence of that denial. Asceticism and discipline have negative consequences that we are blind to as human beings, such as judging others for not “achieving similar standards”, but such perfectionists attitudes are inhuman, unrealistic, and, as a result, hypocritical.
Take a look for instance at Israel, where Palestinians suffer everyday because Israelis believe they are more entitled to land then others for whatever reason they can conjure or assert, be it biblical prophecy, the Holocaust, or anti-Semitism. I always feel like these Israeli prime ministers and presidents, like most politicians, love portraying themselves as above-human individuals with higher standards of behavior, ideology, and culture. This is comparable to the superficial culture of Republicanism and Conservatism in the U.S., and the U.K. come to think of it, which I see as another product of attempts by people to abuse their privileges in order to reap more benefits and to live better while tormenting others with outrageous ideas about the “proper” standards of living that they themselves cannot meet.
Ah, ignorance. There is nothing like it.
I was working on the proof of one of my poems all the morning, and took out a comma. In the afternoon I put it back again. – Oscar Wilde
I cannot deny what I want. I want everything. I want many things. I want to own things. Yes, I want to be materialistic. What is wrong with that? Why can’t I own things? Does that not also define us? Our material possessions? Some say no. That is an easy answer. Intellectual arrogance a mon avis.
its funny what they say about reality, because my reality is the exact opposite of theirs.
In this world we live in, people are sensitive to the truth, so they flock to masses, where they seek to be approved.
Sometimes I wonder what infinite is,
And why I ever limited myself.
My friends are not friends,
I don’t care for them a bit.
I want to succeed, I want to prevail,
In my way and in my fashion.
I fear I am wrong,
My conscience eats me,
But when will I be free?
I don’t care for social progress,
I don’t care for the glory,
I care for being me,
Satisfying my spirit,
Satisfying my vanities,
And being the expression God intended me to be.
I want to be free.