me and my beliefs

Let go of your expectations and your pressing concerns

if only for one minute

Enjoy this brief flurry of alien thoughts

as long as you can

Try to recognize you inside you and try to free yourself from yourself

if only for another 20 seconds

Try to pretend you are a Martian (even though they dont exist) who understands English mechanically, not emotionally

Be martian so that I can relay this interplanatary message

___----beep beep, incoming MESSage from planet UR-tH---___

"Believing something doesn't make it true"

___beep beep-----__"""""end TRANSMISSION---___---------

Now return to yourself. Return to everything that comforts you and empowers you to face the chaotic world you live in.

Cling to your beliefs. Hold on till the end!

the battle

so we start the clock

of my patience and your patience

of my spirit and your ears

My mind is incredibly fucked up

And it is most apparent in my thoughts

If you could capture my thoughts on the big screen.

Clockwork nightmares. Regrets buried beneath oceans of shame.

Torrential rains that I caused.

Playgrounds of happiness demolished. Memories of simple joy set on fire by me.

I am standing in front of ten thousand clones of myself.

They are all giving me that look. They are all angry. And they are all me.

I have no idea what is gonna happen.

desert

in a tent
naked
joy
falls
down
like
stars
on
me

in life
anxious
stop
joy
falls
down
like
stars
on
me

"I called you by name"
on my hand, written: "the Lord's"

in my heart
naked
joy
falls
down
like
stars
on
me

i don't look back
I am the Lord's

oh yes

Oh yes

It is today. And the problems have gone off to wakiki, paradise. My life is instantaneously okay.

Instantaneously I am proud of how far I've come. And for this moment I can say that I am less than a loser.

I better anti-up again and put on my game face.

Cuz shit aint gonna be easy

the wall

you see the wall

i hit it every day

i can show you the x-rays

my strength is tested, daily

and i know how others see me, I see right back

I have told you nothing of what i am, just of what i believe.

Mine is a life where no expectations have been met. You see my years and you make projections. check what you thought of me three years ago. and check it again next year

Because mine is a life that you cannot predict,... it will be great and it will be painful

obese

is it okay to be content to be obese??

I think that is a phenomenal question

when should we improve ourselves? how? and when should we be accepting of oursevles.

Does contentment lead us to live less-fulfilling lives?

I don't have the answer to this question.

The answer to the obesity question should have nothing to do with how many people in this world are obese, but more on statistics of what proportion of obese people successfully lose weight and how that affects the quality of their life.

My guess is that there is no good reason to be content with one's weight. There is no good reason to be content with one's life. There is no good reason to not continually strive for something better.

pessimism

you probably dont want to hear this

shloob, i am immune

Wowza, suck my fucking penis organ

I will say what appears to be the truth from the perspective of one man, 26 now.

And my perspective will be straight truth like you don't want to hear. I will shatter the think glass that forms your bubble of satisfaction.

Firstly, I think you sense the dissapointment, I think you know your parents had greater hopes for you

And in all but probably one odd facet of life you are a true disappointment...your very denial of this, your aversion to contemplate how mediocre you are, you fear of considering how short you have fallen of the target... your a disappointment Pal.

the target is well defined in the Book of Deuteronomy: Beautiful wife and Humorous children. The target is lavish home with backyard basketball court... and if you don't agree, then take your head out of your fuckin ass and look around. You aren't in Turkmenistan anymore. You are in Barack Obama Land.

Look around at your unsatisfactory life and stop being satisfied. Start being furious.

Can you not handle this? Then I will change the subject to something more politically correct like Charlie and his chocolate. but in the end Charlie becomes CEO of the chocolate factory and you aren't shit.

Your life ain't shit. Ain't Shit.