Saturday, July 23, 2011
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
After the City.
So I had a little thing on Sunday where I walked 20 miles until I got into the middle of Philadelphia. I posted the story on 20sb, so I don't think I'm going to repeat the whole thing. I would say the highlight of the trip would be when it was probably around 3 in the morning and I was lying on the sidewalk in the middle of the city because I felt like vomiting from exhaustion and probably dehydration from the intense sunburn I got that day.
Perspective is a good thing, I learned. I was always sort of scared of people, just in general, but lying on the sidewalk then with people glancing at me out of the corner of their eye in obvious fear, I understood. We are scared of nothing.
We are scared of the probably less than 1% chance that someone is going to try and hurt us, and we take it out on the rest of the 99% of people.
Our fear is probably something that puts us in more danger. There is no point to it.
Even if you do get robbed, if you are calm about it, it's probably going to go down a lot better. It's okay to love people even if they hurt you.
I'm not afraid of anything anymore. What is there to be afraid of? Love? Happiness? Trust? Misery? True human connection? Torment?
Okay, I am afraid of torment, but I am not afraid of people. We are all so scared of life. It's sort of cute.
Perspective is a good thing, I learned. I was always sort of scared of people, just in general, but lying on the sidewalk then with people glancing at me out of the corner of their eye in obvious fear, I understood. We are scared of nothing.
We are scared of the probably less than 1% chance that someone is going to try and hurt us, and we take it out on the rest of the 99% of people.
Our fear is probably something that puts us in more danger. There is no point to it.
Even if you do get robbed, if you are calm about it, it's probably going to go down a lot better. It's okay to love people even if they hurt you.
I'm not afraid of anything anymore. What is there to be afraid of? Love? Happiness? Trust? Misery? True human connection? Torment?
Okay, I am afraid of torment, but I am not afraid of people. We are all so scared of life. It's sort of cute.
Friday, July 8, 2011
Thursday, July 7, 2011
True.
If I must speak truth.
I don't have to.
I only want to because I learn when I am honest.
I think I hate everyone.
I never want to say it because I don't want people to hate me.
I don't want people to think that I am an evil person.
It only goes away if I say it, though.
At least, the pain of it goes away if I say it.
I hate everyone because they are stupid.
People are stupid because they act without thought or the thoughts they have are not reasonable.
People are stupid because they don't believe in God when God is so obviously real. People are stupid for following evil desires when evil desires are so obviously hollow and without meaning.
I am stupid sometimes, but I am not as stupid as anyone else that I know of.
I hate people. I probably hate you. And you'll probably take offense to that because you're an idiot and think you don't deserve it. You do.
You definitely do.
I have never met anyone who doesn't.
I don't have to.
I only want to because I learn when I am honest.
I think I hate everyone.
I never want to say it because I don't want people to hate me.
I don't want people to think that I am an evil person.
It only goes away if I say it, though.
At least, the pain of it goes away if I say it.
I hate everyone because they are stupid.
People are stupid because they act without thought or the thoughts they have are not reasonable.
People are stupid because they don't believe in God when God is so obviously real. People are stupid for following evil desires when evil desires are so obviously hollow and without meaning.
I am stupid sometimes, but I am not as stupid as anyone else that I know of.
I hate people. I probably hate you. And you'll probably take offense to that because you're an idiot and think you don't deserve it. You do.
You definitely do.
I have never met anyone who doesn't.
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