Our lives and world are full of folly.
Sometimes, this world is not for me. There are just too many injustices without recompense. I cannot see my problems resolving. To clarify, I see the rules and conditions everyone lives under, for most hyped up on drugs and potent potables.
Why do I want to be clean and sober? It opened my mind tremendously, and I can see through everyone’s “horse feathers” now. Thus, I must remain human and not fight it. I must play the role of a foolish human under rule of the elite and wealthy demons of this world. As they laugh belligerently in the hedonism and material pleasure, quickly pleasing themselves often. These foolish things, a well-spoken speech.
I am a sinner, but not afraid of hell because I have already been there. Similarly, like heaven, they are human-made constructions. Mind-bending manipulation, the good of the organization over the one. The nation burying those that served under a flag, national symbol of an empire now most in power. A royalty of disgust, a misuse of authority to make a dollar. We die fighting for what? Honor, love, and the lives of mothers and children. Subsequently, yes, they must remain safe because the children themselves eventually grow up and become part of it.
Our Lives and World Are Full of Folly
Why is information technology becoming less interesting to me? Because I have worked in it too long and have seen the hogwash. I also do not want to draw anymore but write a little bit. Stories and everything that goes with them are egotistical. The extremely poor to extraordinarily rich, the villain to hero or vice-versa. Likewise, I do not like the fact that at any moment, one man can break and go up the wall. Damage control as the people cries for their brothers and sisters who died for selfish reasons. Courage is necessary in every battle. To die stupidly by the hands of your peers is something I almost did, but God allowed me to get away. Fight or flight, and I should have just gave in to death. I was not ready, but now I understand why. Peoples lives, this world must remain full of folly.
I ran daily after the military, from what, I do not know. It was from myself and my inner demons. The night terrors were more prominent, but the old man is wiser. If I had remained the good old boy, I might be guzzling a beer living in roach infested trailer. God has been good to me. It is an epiphany I cannot explain. It is rebirth, resurrection, and an understanding that physical death is an illusion. Do not tell the undertaker. At some point we all see truth.
We Live What We Make of the World
Infestations, diseases, wars, earthquakes, and cyclones seem like end time prophecies. However, throughout our past, end-times events have often happened in all the other wars, diseases, and environmental disasters, too. The preacher yells out, “The Lord Is Coming!” Do you mean God or Jesus has not been with us for over two-thousand years? Please make me believe that loudmouth. I can see your belly trembling when you state those words.
In conclusion, sarcasm, satire, drama queen, or king, it does not matter. For most, it is entertaining. I am not a major fan of people or groups who only have conversations about others, not here, or events big, small, or ordinary. So, discussing ideas and talking about resolutions to problems are never common in today’s world.