This is a rant against all the beautiful answers you can seem to rattle off with polished and well worn practice. It is so easy to be cliche and angst. I'm sorry, there I said it and now I'm going to finish. Read Jeremiah, you know in the Bible, God talks loud and clear, and no Emily, he never refrained from expressing all the pain and hurt his love caused him. In mid sentence he would turn around and plead for this emotional murder to end. It was completely nonsensical, b/c he knew they wouldn't, it wasn't for them, it was for us, to show the depths of a love I will never understand and am most thankful for that. Why does this family have to be so stupid? Arghhhhh!
I luv misery!
I luv misery!
I luv misery!
The world sucks, it kills, maims, destroys.
Why do you want to add to that?
Why don't you want to fight it? Why are you willing to let it all pass by and do nothing?
We, the complacent, have no right to call ourselves human beings. We are feeding off the blood and oppression of millions, I am not talking metaphorically, this is literal. You have no right to be happy, when so many suffer, yet you all sit in your semi-comatose state whining. Life is not happiness. True fulfilling life is struggle. America and all the supposed advanced cultures are so empty and meaningless b/c they successfully removed the struggle and thus removed life itself. Life has become empty repetition and the search for the next increasingly less fulfilling high. I want you to know, I want you all to understand. But you just don't care, numb, only pain will wake you from your catatonic, narcissistic coma. Bring the misery, bring down the pain like razor blades from the sky, wake the dead, stir the dieing and bleed, bleed life.
A way for my family to reassure itself that I haven't lost my mind yet. I emphasize the yet.
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Yes the world is falling apart and we should so something about it and mourn over it, but not be devoured by it, realize God is victorious, or you wil be defeated.
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