Sunday, January 21, 2007
what im about...
to be completely honest im not sure why i started this but i've had a lot on my mind and keeping it all in can't be healthy. so this here is my remedy to the voice. i live everyday in constant thinking of what i am and what people are what it all means. i challenge everything i see and i see more then what i should and maybe i think more then what i should too. i believe my city is the center of the universe and why shouldn't it be? isn't your town your place, if its valid to you then that's what matters cause in the end all we got is ourselves and our perceptions. i truthfully honestly believe that to be so. let me explain my town a little bit. a lot of us have here a lot of heavy stuff on our backs. things we can't deal with and bother at us constantly. well i can see that, i can see it on all of us, and its so scary to know how we're all borderline chaos. yet although not often i do see people doing good things, but at the same time i always think they have alterior motives. like they're not really being nice but instead just using this moment of charity to excuse misconduct or shameful behavior. a lot of us live with regrets and pains that instead of dealing with pass on to others. there isn't a lot to do in my town and because of that we have to deal with each other a lot more. everyone finds a substitute for what's really going on. wether it be drugs, clubs, sex, or a combination of all three everyone is a stereotype. its like everyone in this town is being sent down some conveyer belt. where to? i don't know but i don't like it. it's a cycle that ofcourse keeps it course dead ahead. we don't change, we don't think. we allow decisions to be made because of the lack of ambition and fear of change. it makes me sick watching these young girls get victimized by these bastards. i hate how these bastards were once good people. and i can quite get why they do what they do but i still can't bring myself to tell them off. we live together but all alone. the mother has the boyfriend the son has his drugs. the father has the alcohol and the daughter her has her regrets. everyone is hurting in their own way. we're the scum of the earth. this is my center point, my universe. i can't see past this, i can't see past any of this. this is my town, h-town and what it means to me. see yah when i see yah.
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They all need a big dose of psychedelics (several times may be required) to force their hiding and masking of their problems out into their plain sight.
Note: Theses is no destination or point to human life.
-INSANEPOOKIE
no one needs drugs, to make a comment that everyone needs a high dose of phsychedelic material is stupid. some people, confronted with their problems will simply crack; it won't always be a helpful experience.
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