Sunday, July 3, 2011

A blurb

Is life significant.  How it is protrayed in my personality.

At every turn we are in a position that we could potentially be replaced.  We are renewable and can be replaced by someone younger than me, faster than me, smarter than me blah blah blah that serves some better fit for the situation.  The only solution is to become perfect.  If there are no guarentee’s then there is really no significance in what you do.  I will also assert 100% that there is no truth in anything.

I yearn to be unique and have some purpose.  When people associate with me I want to assure them that what they are is unwavering and that there should be no doubts about anything as much as I can.  There is a lot of crap in the world, so I can only make any guarantees about me.  It is the only way I know that can comfort this feeling of doubt that I have about life for other people.

I hate when people don’t bring something up, twist the truth, or butter it up.  Its an insult and completely invalidates any confidence I once had, especially if it is something is used against me as a judge.  I just get to worry about one more thing from that source.  All goes back in there are no guarantee's.

Someone can bark something point blank at me, and I will consider it as a statement.  Not some insult.  Clearly there are times that something is an insult, but if its just a criticism I want to know.  You question my intelligence I will fuck you up.

All I want is security in things and a place to fit into to make something significant out of life?

For me I’ve thought about it so much that it makes me utterly frustrated and depressed.  Human’s motives are continually shown to be selfish and all people do is blab “That is life.”  “Welcome to the real world.” “You have to pay your dues.”  Bull Shit.