“Other people are the worst part of life” – Dan Cummins
Somewhere along the way…we have become so hooked on our own BS that we can’t see anything outside our own warped version of how we think life should be.
Why God, Mother Earth – the aliens who float about in some distant universe and “observe” the shittery we unleash upon each other, or the committee of dolphins who started this circus – why they haven’t come to the conclusion that enough is enough after watching the daily carnage we vomit on our brethren, and send whatever calamity to end this shit-fest is as perplexing as eulogizing a now deceased president as a some type of god who, in truth, ordered and oversaw the deaths of thousand of innocents.
Many today believe that “Day 1” of the existence on this circus started with their birth.
History, as taught to them, which is mostly lies, is as boring to most of our brethren as the latest text received from their peeps glorifying a drunken night out on the town as the defining next moment of their lives.
I believed my own bullshit right up until the year I turned 60. As I arrived at the splendid moment where I finally came to terms that I don’t really know a frickin’ thing that I can say with 100% certainty is true – I gave up all pretense of knowing what this tomfoolery of a life we’ve been granted is all about and started writing.
“I write because I don’t know what I think until I read what I say.” Flannery O’Connor
Today, at 63, I’m still wary of believing what I know to be true, for I just might be bullshitting myself.
The plain truth of the matter is that NONE of us have a rip-roaring fart of an idea of what this life is all about.
We’ve entrusted our welfare to demons who promise candy canes and rainbows, and deliver nothing more than their own, personal f**kery.
We feel a sense of pride that we dash off a twitter or text denouncing a random thought of a lost soul. We think ourselves grand and in tune with the gods that we haven’t a quiver of an idea about because we tell another soul to f**k off.
What an accomplishment!
It’s easy to believe our own bullshit – for it’s the bullshit handed down to us by the modern day psychopath’s – keeping each of us at one another’s throats.
The more difficult and probably, more truism to this life is that if we don’t fight for love, peace, freedom of speech and most importanly, for truth – we lose.
But if we might take the “s” off of “scared”, and care enough about ourselves, our loved ones, and maybe most importantly, to give more than a passing shyte about truth – we just might give humanity a chance to overcome the psychopath’s of the modern era.
Tonight’s musical offering:
Rachmaninoff: Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini, Op. 43 Anna Fedorova [piano] Philharmonie Südwestfalen Gerard Oskamp [conductor]
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