Searching for truth and beauty, oh no, wait... there it is!

If you have lived in your head, the world is always hated. It is not eagerly that you yourself try to be unhappy really. Forget you, yourself remember the world. It is the world where that should be and is, why we are here. Truth and beauty are anywhere, it is very difficult entirely to lose them. There is something of life for the other sightseeing to attach itself to.

Do they know any better? Do you? Trial and error and trial and error and trial and error. Why don't you realise the error is more important than the answer. The answer is the end, the answer is stagnation. Resolve yourself to never being correct and revel verily slack newtons. I'm wrong and I love it. I love you all. I love hate, it's fucking hilarious. Fear is remarkably absurd.

Who doesn't want to get stabbed, really? Who amongst you can honestly say that your very soul does not ache for the tedium of peak time commutation? Or rancid public commutation? Or communastic disputation of the very threads of which we breathe? There's beauty there, the contrast is greater...

I'm not saying that bad things don't happen. What I'm asking is do they really? If you're facing forwards, grinning like a banshee, with the reflexes of a mastadon... er... matador.... anyway, can't you just take that shit on? If we can be so fucking competitive when putting each other down, why can't we have that same energy in making this shit work? I wanna find out, so all y'all haters get ya switchblades out, I'll go get ma cape. Let's dance ma'fuckers!

Oh yeah, complaining is fun. It makes you feel like you've tried to contribute something but the invisible man keeps right on holding you down. This is the land of Oz y'all, people aint gonna stop you doing things, not if you're fast enough. No worries is an enforceable law and possibly the sum total of our constituency. Nothing is stopping you, you're just scared. You don't need to be, really you don't.

I just think it's all so wonderful, do I live somewhere else? It's all dark and lonely and cool in my head because the artists told me it should be, but is it? Do we really have that little choice? Fucksake kids, we're stronger than this, we don't need to play peekaboo, or backgammon...

I can't see anything but people wanting to be loved, and the world that truly loves them shunned for a game that has no tangibility, but seems to hurt so many more people than anything really real. We're here, wherever that is, the stories can't hurt us, the world just wants to play a game, we continue to punch ourselves in the face.

As much as you all hate to admit it,




Tony Robbins is right...

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