Shine On You Crazy B*****d

In this crazy world everything matters and nothing matters. How can one be sane in this freaky environment? One day everything makes sense, the next day nothing has the same colour, nothing goes in the same direction.

Yesterday I was looking to this girl. Small, annoying, not cute and too thin she was. Today I see a cute little girl, energetic and passionate with a fragile body for me to protect. Tomorrow I will regret this platonic love as it will not make any sense.

We're not shameless, we're not unstable. WE'RE F*****G HUMANS! We're not Gods, we are irrational, we make mistakes and find pleasure in that.

We're just trying to past throughout life without major unquietness, and it keeps us so busy that it makes herculean to live unlikewise. Those who worry are stabbing their own backs, being their own enemy.

We should hate ourselves when we do this. And actually we do hate ourselves, but just for today. Tomorrow I'll wake up fired up to sharpen the knife even more, I am a masoquist in my freetime, when I am not busy thinking-suffering.

My platonic love is over, I don't feel those things anymore. I just see that girl as another futile human being struggling with her own deamons like this one of mine. I just feel sympathy, like I feel for anyone who might read this.

Keep up with the good work on soul self-mutilation, remember you'll be here again tomorrow to relish the spoils of war.