No seriously what the Fuck.......

Every once in a while life just decides to say hey, I know you are having a tough time but um..we thought we would make things even harder. Doesn't matter what it is, fate has a way of coming at the worst times. Sometimes I feel like I just need to hide for a little bit and let the storm die, collect my thoughts and let all the stress out before I hurt people.

What is going on, if you are really putting a solid effort in life and people can't appreciate that or fuck, whatever, maybe it is time to move on. But is moving on always the answer? I am not the one that can answer that, but one thing is for sure, life is too short to deal with all the bullshit, you have to find what makes you happy.

The meaning of life is to give life meaning.

An inevitable inconvenience

Have you ever found yourself helping someone, doesn't matter what it is, and it seems like they don't really get at really what you are saying?  I need to give them a smack in the head and knock that common sense back in place. Imagine someone that got into the drug scene, small town, they have been through a lot of shit and the people they surround themselves with are not the greatest people. Now imagine them trying to get out of that lifestyle. Typically for one to do this, the best mode for change is to COMPLETELY dissociated themselves with whom they friended (influences), the environment, and get a positive point of view, strict enough to keep them inline. 

That is where I am at, my friend just does not heed my warning, it is their choice if they want to have a tag along, another social reject that did the drugs and now wants to come clean, but there are just somethings you have to do alone. The temptation of the old lifestyle increases that much more by having a physical and emotional reminder of what was. 

What can I really do? Nothing, but I do not offer my ear to just anyone, hell no. ARG, so much frustration and really there is nothing that I can really do about it, that is what makes me even more frustrated. I don't know about people these days, seems I have grown up and half them try to be grown up. Being an adult doesn't just mean that you pay bills, have a home, car, whatever, no it is a mental status. The ability to critically think choices in life, not be easily persuaded by environmental pressures, and the ability to take responsibility for one's actions and the initiative to change it for the better....

If the future doesn't exist then what is it?

More than a Feeling....

Ever get those days where you feel like all the mundane bullshit is not cutting it for some reason? Where you feel like you need or are going to do something great or meaningful but for some reason it just hasn't happened yet.  Maybe it is helping someone who fell in the street or perhaps giving someone food or a few bucks, and hell let's face you might think booze but they turn around and take that change and make a difference in the world.

There is no possible way to know what the future holds for us, but we (at least I do) get these vibes, feelings, not exactly premonitions but some kind of awareness that something great is going to happen. I wish it would just happen already.

Not that I am saying I am not happy with my life, of course it could be better but I make do with what I have and the decisions I have made. Something is going to happen and I can't describe it but it is powerful but at the same time I also feel like something negative is going to happen with it. No one is going to do die or anything like that, but something is going to put a damper on this event and really put it through trials.

The worst part of it is the waiting, the awareness of your future but not knowing when, how, or even why.

What it really means writing a blog.

Writing in a blog is not the same as writing a journal or diary. Blogs are available to anyone to see so of course use discretion when putting something on here. No, I have these thought, random thought that chain with other thoughts that I need to get out and on to another format such as blogs or even paper. 

I like to share, I like to put my spin on life and see how people perceive it, sometimes good and sometimes bad. There are no right or wrong answers in writing it is simply a physical manifestation of what is brewing inside someone's heart and soul.  

The meaning of a blog to me is to share a part of who I am with the rest of the world, allowing anyone to see the world as I do. I may even make a difference. Words are  a powerful tool, they can break a heart or mend it, put countries at peace or at war, make or break friends, keep you in trouble or out of trouble.  The better you are with them the better off you will be. 

Reality is a concept of the human condition.

24 going on 40

What the fuck, is it just me or is that some people are just so fucking lazy these day. I did the construction thing for  while. Get up early, work your ass off, take a break, work your ass off again and head home around 2 or 3 ( later if you have overtime).

I know people that just don't seem to have the same mentality as I do, I seem to have more in common with people 10years my senior. Perhaps it was being raised by my grandpa, or maybe while my mom went to school and work ( I love you mom thanks for supporting us, I am doing it now and I see how hard it really is) and I had to grow up fast. What ever it is if I have to drive somewhere that is an hour away I am leaving damn early to get off early and beat the traffic, that 's how I do it. But apparently some people don't like that even if they live 5 minutes away.

I don't know what's wrong with some of these people but they need a lecture from the older generations. Come on gramps tell them whats up!

It is what it is I guess, not much I can do except deal with it one way or another. But still I think the US wouldn't get as much shit from other countries anymore.

E=MC get the fuck to work..