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Here's a shiny red ball
Isn't it nice and shiny?
Take a closer look
Forget about global warming
Forget about the upcoming depression
Forget about the increasing possibility of WWIII
Forget that the corporations just want your money
Forget that there's modern slavery worldwide
Forget that the politicians don't care about you
Forget that the rules don't make sense anymore
Forget that you could die tomorrow
You have a shiny red ball
Aren't you happy?
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If you had a gun in your hand who would you shoot first?
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Why do we look after our sick and handicapped? Human beings are the only ones to do this. In the wild they would have been quickly killed off in infancy and no one would care. It'd just be part of the whole 'survival of the fittest'. Nature's law. If a horse broke it's leg then we'd probably put it down. If any farm animal was born malformed or different it would be killed. If any animal anywhere was born sick or handicapped it would die. Perfectly natural. But no we have to look after them. We have to humor them and smile and pretend that they're not different, that there's nothing wrong with them. But there is. And of course then there are those who are allergic to...well everything. There are people who are so allergic to peanut butter that they can't be around someone who's had it in the last two days. There are those who are allergic to sunlight, to water, to the things a human being needs to survive. And we're supposed to make due for these people. Am I the only one that is sick of putting the fake smile on their face? Am I the only that thinks that the only way the human race will evolve is to cut the weak from the strong? Does this make me a monster? Well no actually. Darwin thought the same thing. Look at him. He's considered a genius.
Let there be a culling of the human race. Let the strong survive.
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All my life I've tried to put a smile on my face. All my life I've tried to remain optimistic and strong. And what has this gotten me? My parents have been divorced(now twice), my father is dead, my grandfather is dead, my uncle is dying of cancer, my friend and first acting instructor is dead, I was verbally picked on and beaten for five straight years of my life, before I had even reached double digits I wanted to kill myself, and now we have to move again. And you want me to be positive? You want me to smile? You want me to listen to you bitch about your problems and tell you that everything will be okay?
You don't know how fucking lucky you are.
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My face is too boyish? My face is too boyish?! That's why this happened?! All that waiting, all that exercising, all that hard work for nothing because my face is too boyish?! Maybe if I use the kitchen knife to put a few scars on my face then it won't be as boyish!
If you had a gun in your hand who would you shoot first?
* * *
Why do we look after our sick and handicapped? Human beings are the only ones to do this. In the wild they would have been quickly killed off in infancy and no one would care. It'd just be part of the whole 'survival of the fittest'. Nature's law. If a horse broke it's leg then we'd probably put it down. If any farm animal was born malformed or different it would be killed. If any animal anywhere was born sick or handicapped it would die. Perfectly natural. But no we have to look after them. We have to humor them and smile and pretend that they're not different, that there's nothing wrong with them. But there is. And of course then there are those who are allergic to...well everything. There are people who are so allergic to peanut butter that they can't be around someone who's had it in the last two days. There are those who are allergic to sunlight, to water, to the things a human being needs to survive. And we're supposed to make due for these people. Am I the only one that is sick of putting the fake smile on their face? Am I the only that thinks that the only way the human race will evolve is to cut the weak from the strong? Does this make me a monster? Well no actually. Darwin thought the same thing. Look at him. He's considered a genius.
Let there be a culling of the human race. Let the strong survive.
* * *
All my life I've tried to put a smile on my face. All my life I've tried to remain optimistic and strong. And what has this gotten me? My parents have been divorced(now twice), my father is dead, my grandfather is dead, my uncle is dying of cancer, my friend and first acting instructor is dead, I was verbally picked on and beaten for five straight years of my life, before I had even reached double digits I wanted to kill myself, and now we have to move again. And you want me to be positive? You want me to smile? You want me to listen to you bitch about your problems and tell you that everything will be okay?
You don't know how fucking lucky you are.
* * *
My face is too boyish? My face is too boyish?! That's why this happened?! All that waiting, all that exercising, all that hard work for nothing because my face is too boyish?! Maybe if I use the kitchen knife to put a few scars on my face then it won't be as boyish!
1 comment:
Forgive me for being combative, but this post is rather hypocritical; you start off by noting how people who aren't up to your standards shouldn't exist, and end by showing anger that you aren't up to someone else's standards.
Who is to say who the perfect human being is?
Many MANY disabled people are mathematics geniuses, or have an amazing ability for music, for example. Are you? Do you? I am not; I do not. You are average, I am average. Is average better than extraordinary?
On another note, we all have had shitty things happen to us. Life is pretty shitty sometimes. We can not let it overcome us and turn us into something we are not.
I know you are not a monster.
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