I am angry because every ******* system that shapes our society and our ability to thrive as a community is being used by idiots and intellects.
B. I am angry because people treat life as a joke and treat death as if it was more important than their own loved ones and life, after completely ignoring every ******* chance of transcending from their fears and insecurities. I am so sick and tired of people mourning about death, while giving absolutely no respect and attention to life.
I am angry because people are attracted to jack asses and fools, liars and tools, but demonize every single genius and great man to have ever lived - well, until they die of course, then we're back at ******* point B.
H. I am angry because wise men not once cared about the use of words like "****", "****", or what say you. When people like George Carlin, who sees the world for the **** fest that it is, speaks such wise words, while using "those" words, perhaps maybe genius has a rougher and wilder side. Perhaps maybe wise men had this side, but found it too difficult and draining of their energy to deal with every **** all self-righteous prick that cares more about what words someone uses instead of the wars that they continue to ignore day after day.
M. I am angry because the "fruits of labor" simply is a ******* lie. Politicians sitting on their asses knowingly lying to get voted back into office to do absolutely nothing, hence they ******* lied in the first place to get what they wanted, for themselves, get paid much more than fathers who truly are living their life in an honorable manner and mothers who have to face the consequences of this god awful economy that is only god awful because people still haven't really spoke up about the printing of money which caused inflation.
You see, there's a difference between a child and a coward - some children are braver than the strongest war lords in the history of mankind; so brave, even they knew war wasn't the ******* answer.
building themselves on lies, excuses, fears and insecurities that started the moment when man destroyed nature for ideas they wrote on ******* paper
O. I am angry because people treat poetry as bad as they treat people. They are words. They are not hurting you. They are not doing anything to you. What drives you to condescend it by calling it flowery language and foolish gibberish? Oh, maybe it's because it's not as you make it seem - maybe it's because every wise man and great man wrote in this language
Maybe, just maybe, poetry is the sign of ******* intelligence in this god awful world
Q. I am angry because people won't ******* quit demonizing anger. People assume anger is this emotion that turns you into a monster every time, which just isn't true. Listen to the words of Martin Luther King Jr., then tell me that anger is not the same as passion and wisdom.
R. I am angry because people judge people's validity by what they wear, not what they say. If these people truly had power, then explain to me why idiots can see it. Explain to me why idiots cannot understand wise man, but can understand politicians or other authoritative fuckers. Explain to me why wise men are against every single **** puppet in the history of **** puppetry.
T. I am angry because I don't live in only a world of stupidity; I live in a world where stupidity is protected by insecurity and people protect that insecurity because they own their own insecurity. Which means that when the first witch didn't escape the ******* fire, if the world was based solely on stupidity without ways to protect it, the people would have saw that if they were a witch, they would have ******* escaped from the ******* human torch gig in the first place.
Instead the people made a grave mistake, by grave, I mean they bury their shame and instead of facing their mistakes, they make a ritual out of it in order to make it seem right, rational and reasonable to their sick, twisted image.
denied truth for an opinion because it's easier to accept what isn't certain than what is, like death, which I'm sure you have noticed that you fear death like you fear the truth - there's no coincidence there. Also, notice that some people laugh at death; they also laugh at truth. When you start connecting the dots, people's arrogance and vice becomes more and more evident.
V. I am angry because people care more about what doesn't last forever - except life - like fear and desire, than their own ******* body, mind and spirit.
W. I am angry because while there are good men speaking the truth, knowing what they are saying and showing their work, we have the religious, the conspiracy theorists and the zealots that never show their work, instead they just **** everything up.
Here let me help you understand the true qualities of truth: It's not ambiguous. It brings laughter because of its ability to see contradiction and confusion with a clear lens. It does not bring hate. It does not pick and choose anything, as the truth leads back to the one and only Universe. Truth does not separate colors, creatures and countries. Truth comes to us, we do not come to it. Truth is like the sun; you do not stare directly at it. Truth "is" - nothing less; nothing more. Truth can hurt, but no more than the prick of a thorn. Truth not only leads us outwards, but inwards. Truth leads us to more of the truth. Truth does not settle, it's expands further. You will know if you found the truth, if you discovered self-humility, while still not kissing ass, as to say selflessness is commonly associated with self-humility. Truth not only breaks everything around us apart - it breaks ourselves apart. Truth loves us, so much that it tells us things that our greatest loved ones are too much of a coward to tell us. Truth speaks with poetry, not with woe.
Z. I am angry because I wouldn't be surprised if I died at an early age from a heart attack, where as everyone else would be after everything I have said - everything I have explained - everything I have built inside and how I continue to live beyond the blind eyes. That I care more about my ideas than eating, *******, sleeping and enjoying myself. That I would sacrifice myself for these ideas at any time.
I have had the privilege to experience after all the trials I have passed with flying colors because nothing - nothing in this world has stopped me once.
like a great cinematic piece of music that continues to ebb in and out of quiet ambient sounds and into loudly prominent sounds.
Break away from the void, like life breaks away from every black hole. When nothing comes out of the black hole, it consumes itself. Galaxies are formed from black holes. Life is created from escaping silence, pull and struggle. Life is known when you master darkness, not fear darkness.
if we just stop feeling sorry for ourselves and start facing ourselves.
