lately, and usually in response to something i have complained about, i keep hearing the phrase "shit happens" - and as much as i can appreciate forrest gump references, im just so not interested in what everyone has been telling me lately regarding LIFE. but Why does shit happen? "thats life." life is shit? what the fuck? .. dont trip about the philosophical bullshit because thats just how ive always been so that it should almost go without saying that it is a reoccurring theme i have noticed within the writings of my deepest and most shallow thoughts. this is self-examination. i blame my upbringing for this, not entirely moi. im also the queen of run-on sentences. it really gets me off.
sometimes my sarcastic wit is a little too dry and i forget whether i am actually joking or not. this problem happens at work more often than anywhere else i find. like, i work with this decently funny, sensitive-thug kid from oakland who i get along with pretty well, and today i said something to him in response to something he had said without missing a beat and all i remember was a response from him that was slightly irritated and defensive. "yo, jk man, jk." but then i have to ask myself, 'what percentage do you suppose you are only kidding?' lately, its 50/50.. but yknow i probably did say something to him that came off bitchy because i was pretty upset with this other thug ass motherfucker, who i also like, at work today who showed up hella late and got an attitude with me because i sounded irritated by him asking me a question he should have known the answer to were he ever doing his fucking job right. i just hate how im always doing so much extra work for his ass. this is not a democracy, bitch. this is slave labor. anyway.. the point of the matter is pms week, stay the fuck out of my way. most of my diet consists of soy [estrogen] so please, please, help a nga out. the only way i can explain this feeling would be to compare the intensity of an uncontrollable addiction to crack cocaine. no, no, i dont think i could go that far. see, i know crackheads just dont give a flying fuck about shit but id really rather not compare premenstrual syndrome so a terrible drug addiction that is very real and infesting your streets, so let me just say that a few days prior to that one week out of each fucking month til you pretty much die, life is against you. and shit happens. a lot of shit. and it is mostly not your fault. it is god's. because s/he decided that this was the way that life could keep reoccurring. what a cruel and humorous god we've got. but what i dont understand is why people cant just shit out babies? if life is such shit. oh damn. i think i just had a stoner epiphany. wow. that thought process was absolutely ridiculous. backspaced the entire thing. what am i even getting at? bad things happen to our selves while we are alive during the 50-80 year span we are still breathing, and most of these things, we will refer to them as 'shit', happen and there is nothing you can do about it. SO WHY WORRY? hakunah matata. 'BECAUSE ITS YOUR RESPONSIBILITY.' oh nala. so wise. exactly right. the correct response to 'SHIT HAPPENS and thats life' is not 'no worries for the rest of your days' because though it is entertaining, it is selfish.. but what we should be asking ourselves is why does shit happen? "because it does." .. well, no. i should be held accountable for coming to understand the whys and hows of everything as an individual. not on a self-righteous quest, but for the benefit of the people as a whole. we should want to know why so that we can better understand what to do with/about any shitty situation and how to prevent it from happening again or at least as often. at least. i mean, who could take such a beating? the jews? *technically i can say that and not be criticized. not because im jewish, but because my mother made me love jesus when i was young. and it seems that he took quite a lot of shit from people, places, things, and even god. nailing a crazy person to a tree all for recommending that we be nice to people and examine ourselves on a deeper level? jesus. but why should we have to suffer? we are only here for such a short time! no one even really knows if there is a heaven or a hell. and yet people go thru life just saying 'hakunah matata' and never discover the root of the issue to worry. i think thats the problem with the world. 'you worry 'bout the wrong thangs, the wrong thangs' - wearing a shirt that says 'world peace' is fuckin fantastic but what is your plan of action? and why? CHECK YO'SELF BEFO' YOU WRECK YO'SELF.
i think i should just smoke more. and then take a nap.
hah happy and happy hah
hakuna matata
ReplyDeleteworrying is completely pointless.
better to understand ur feelingz ;)
come to think of it, i think everybody does that emotional stuff in one form or another.
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