Exhausted

Vague inspirational bullshit that gives you some look into what I'm going to talk about. Like it even matters. Who reads this shit anyways?

More satirical and self-deprecating humor. More cynical world views. More jadedness. More bullshit.

Ya know I'm really sick of those things. I'm sick of your totally fabricated smooziness you put on to pretend you like me. I'm sick of your utter lack of comprehension/cognitive capability. I'm sick of your lack of a personality. I'm sick of you, I'm sick of me, I'm just sick. Am I sick? Is it so unhealthy to think that people are totally and absolutely...just undesirable? No. No it isn't.

I have met few people that are not fake in one way or another. It is a rare chance that I find someone completely at ease with themselves, with their emotions, with their life. It is an uncommon occurrence I find someone I absolutely love talking to. I sound like a pompous ass. Do you think so? Quit reading.

It honestly escapes me why people are so...gay. Not gay in the homosexual sense but just gay in the not cool way. Seriously. It's unfucking believable. It's as if our society has trained people to only explore what is safe and known, which is a contradiction because you can't explore something you know. It's like parents are raising their kids in such a way that tells them, "Now if you ever experience anything even slightly exposing or raw in nature run away as fast as you can and become a silent hermit". I don't understand how that is a good idea. Social doctrines tell us that complimenting a woman on any part of her physique or poise makes you a pig, (i.e. "Nice legs") unless you're a rapper or a Jersey douchebag, then the bitches flock to you. Women are taught to be unresponsive/reject to advances from men, even if such an advance is approaching them to start a conversation. Anything experience outside of people's sheltered bubble is cause for a drama crisis. School is too hard, I think cutting my wrists will help. My parents don't love me, I'll drink some antifreeze. My life isn't as perfect as I'd like it to be, but I'm too lazy to actually do anything so I think I'll just complain to those around me about it. I mean seriously people shut the fuck up. Just shut the fuck up. Shut your goddamn mouth. I want you to pop it, lock it, and throw away the key.

People think they're special but they are not. They are far from it. Do I think I'm special? No, and I'm not explaining any further than that. People want to be so great, and they want this and that and the other thing and they want the perfect relationship and they want 2.4 kids with a car and a dog and a summer home in Florida or California and it'll just be a hunky-doory life where the things to be concerned about most are things like the kids getting into the liquor cabinet, paying the mortgage on time, E Gad. What an exhilarating life. Why don't you go ahead and have sex with your wife on the same day of the same week of each month in the same room at the same time, just to stop off all the domestic mediocrity. They want this seemingly perfect domestic control and stability. People want to be sheltered. They want to be protected from the dangers of the world. They want of these normal things, yet if you ask them they would probably say that they're unique and exciting in some way or another. If they don't say they're unique and they admit they are totally boring and unimaginative well, kudos for being honest, but I'm still pissed at them for being okay with the fact that they are so plain.

Eccentrics are looked at with an eye of admiration and reverence, or so some would say. But when normal people meet truly unique and original people, what is their reaction? Would they want to hang out with them?  Probably not. It's a "you have my attention but not necessarily my respect" kind of thing. Maybe closer would be, "I think you're great, but I'm going to observe from a distance". Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe everyone is actually this really interesting and cool and original and smart and funny person and I would just love to meet them, but you're all fooling me. Maybe we're all eccentrics, and we all want to hang out with each other. Those are all maybe's and they aren't true. Boring people, slow people (mentally), people with atocious health, depressed people, people with no goals or skills, what the fuck are they doing? (I should add that these things combined with apathy/a lack of willpower/indifference is what I'm talking about.) They are consuming resources and creating pollution, that's what they're doing. Have you ever met some like that? Just a shitty, shitty person all around? Someone who doesn't hold the door, who litters, who drives terribly, someone who steals cable, forwards spam, who speaks out of turn, who makes crass jokes, who dresses like an absolute dipshit? You know who I'm talking about? Have you met someone who is just awful at telling a joke or making any attempt at being funny? Have you ever met someone who just sucks? Have you? Have you ever met a dirty? Shoot them. Shoot the weak-willed, poor and stupid drones that are consuming with no contribution to society. I'm being serious! 

People just piss me off. I mean to say, some people piss me off. Others I can deal with. Others I really enjoy being around. Others I encourage to find something to strive for. But the people that suck, dude I'm not kidding, fuckin kill em. Am I going to walk into school and start shooting up the place? No. Would I be okay with many of the dirties just disappearing? I would not be sad.

To round out with a happier note, I really love it when people are genuine. When someone is honestly and whole-heartedly into something, whether is be music or a sport, art or history, I absolutely cherish people that have real passion. People who have a passion to make a difference because of whatever are the best. That's something I see lacking in today's youth, or just people in general. I don't see any drive. I don't see any sparks. Progress is, well, not there.

Taking a trip down memory lane. When you were five people told you you could anything you wanted to be. If you wanted to be an astronaut no one was going to tell you no. If you wanted to be a trophy hunter on the plains of Africa, go for it. When you're a teenager all the changes and you're told to "grow up" and pick a "career" because a career is so much different than a job and a career will give you everything you ever need ever, and you'll be happy. If don't choose a career and you don't go to college, you're a loser and you will never amount to anything. Yup, sweet. This is a problem. People don't ask themselves what they really want to do anymore they ask themselves what they think they can stand without blowing their brains out. They try to find the most stable source of income. It's a "do what's safe, because whatever your actual goal is is not plausible" approach. It pisses me off. As stupid and cliche as it sounds, shoot for the stars. Fuck your parents and your boss and your teachers and statistics. Fuck other people influencing you. What do you want to do? Ignore your friends for a moment, your family, ignore everything, and ask yourself.

What do you want to do? Do you want to play this silly game of being normal and agreeable, of essentially being a sheep in the herd? Would you prefer a stable and predictable existence? Then keep doing what's safe, what's normal, what makes rational sense, rationalize your boring life as you wish. Or you go do something you really want to do and you can have original experiences. 

I'm done. My guess is many people won't take this seriously and just keep on living their lives as prescribed by the social norms and conventions that dictate so many people's lives. Oh, what a great day it is.