What’s the Point

What’s the point?

Greed

Ego

Narcissism

Selfishness

Transactional

Using

Manipulation

What benefits me

What serves me

Everything should be easy

No room for negativity

If it doesn’t serve me then it isn’t for me

Hypocrisy

Vanity

Superficiality

Self-centered

Exploitation

Fear

Frustration

Anger

Hate

48 Laws of Power

Rich Dad Poor Dad

Art of War

These are the values of the world today

Gone are the concepts of grace, humility, respect, commitment, compromise, sacrifice

It’s all just pain and suffering in a world hyper connected that couldn’t be more alone and less understanding and empathetic

This world is no longer for me

One way or another, it’s time to leave

Wishes

Are wishes good or bad

What are wishes

Are they products of the mind or the heart

They are when your thoughts converge around an idea that has meaning to you

An idea that could change your life

Or will change your life

Or fixes your problems and solves your issues

And you wish it would come true

They are when your feelings converge around a notion that affects you deeply

A notion that could alter your normal pattern of living

Or fix things to how they were

Or to make things how you want them to be

And you wish it would come true

What’s the difference between wishes and hopes and dreams

Dreams are fantasies that we choose to embrace or let go of

Hopes might happen if we invest enough emotion and work

Wishes won’t happen because we think things happen to us and we haven’t taken accountability

I hope it’s everything you’ve always wished it would be and you’re living that dream now. Or is that dream a nightmare in whore’s clothing?

No Hope

April 23, 2020 - 11:33

The hurt

The pain

Just so numb

Powerlessness

Futility

Despair

Loss of control

Out of control

Who’s in control

Not me

Numb

To feel anything

Except frustration

Except loss

Except sadness

Except depression

Except regret

Except the spiraling tunnel to nowhere but the depths of despair

Except the loss of light that you no longer feel, think, or believe exists

The desire to feel again

The desire to be again

The desire to get high to feel happy again

The desire to wallow in the depths of sorrow because it’s so comfortably depressing

The desire to see family because of all the memories and support
The desire to talk to friends but you don’t want to burden their happiness
The desire to give away all your possessions to make it easier

The desire to cut to feel again

The desire to die to end this bad dream, this nightmare

The desire to run away and leave everything and everyone far behind

But you’ll still be stuck with you

And all the problems you cause

And all the issues you bring

And all the wrong things you do

And all the ways you’re wrong

And all the ways you failed

And all the people you let down

And all the ways you hurt the ones you love

And all the loneliness you can’t escape

And all the ways you can’t be happy in a world with an addiction to pain and suffering and selfishness and greed

And all the ways people use then abandon each other while calling it love

The past doesn’t matter

The future doesn’t exist

All you can see is the present

This moment

The hour

The minute

The second

Like a dagger darting on a spinning wheel that might fly off, fall off, or keep on ticking around and around

And your never ending pain

And the way to end it all

One way or another

Doesn’t matter how

As long as it ends