caring

The delusion of caring that passes for caring among humans, like most human delusions, repulses me.

If this is too real for you, fuck off.

this is not for you

you don't care enough to get it, like most humans, maybe even all humans, so this is not for you except when i am telling you to fuck off because you don't care enough to get it... this is the where only the truest hearts, the most honest minds, and the most aware beings might find a shred of connection amidst the vitriol and sloppy farts... after all, if someone spits on you you likely take offense, but if a lover drools in your mouth you you likely continue sucking on her tongue... it's a matter of perspective and you are definitely not a lover or in any way an intimate...

if you think this does not apply to you, apply within...

if you dare...

people are cruel

fear makes people cruel... even though it hurts them inside, they become numb to it and justify it by believing they must be cruel to survive... they must kill... they must hate... getting paid to be cruel is the norm... step on each other in the climb to the top... win at all costs... kindness is weakness... caring is weakness... the best liar wins... trust is weakness... be kind, caring, truthful, vulnerable, try it, you'll end up with nothing... show me proof otherwise if you can...

empathy

you can pretend it's ok, but empathy sucks... the world is full of depressed suicidal sado-masochistic psychopaths and you want to feel the way they feel?... you must be one too... it's the brainwashing you get from birth that convinces you that being a martyr is a good thing, that dying for a cause is a good thing, that a life of self-less sacrifice is a good thing, but you hate actually doing it so much you become torn into a bi-polar depressed suicidal sado-masochistic psychopath... and you pretend not to know it...

happy fucking birthday...

sympathy?

i don't want any, compassion, maybe, but is there any compassion in this world that isn't self-serving bullshit?... i don't think so and if you can prove me wrong, maybe i will sympathize...

and in the end

you became meaningless in your absence...

and this blog was dedicated to you.

caring is a verb

if you do not do it, you lose it
if you do not do it, it does not exist
even if you think it does
even if you create a feeling inside
that fools you into believing you do
if you do not do it, you don't

did you care today?
what did you do?

101

caring 101 as if it is so hard to grasp... that's right, a hundred and one posts right here and how many of them have you missed?... of course, you are way too busy to care enough to actually keep in touch, all of you who claim to care... almost fifteen hundred entries in the primary daily blog and how many have you read, no less left a caring word or two that would actually make your so called caring real... yeah, yeah, i know, time is relative and it's the thought that counts and all that jazz...

and how many thoughts included me?

you want positivity, go elsewhere, you'll find the reality of your caring, or lack thereof, reflected back at you it you ever show up here... the worst part is you actually think you do care...

one more daily delusion bought and sold...

word.

years of nothing

so easy to see proof that you do not care, so easy to see the shallow lies you tell, so easy to see the superficial facade you try to sell to the world and so easy to see how the world buys it... you are the world, you kill the children... and then you write songs and stories to celebrate what you call truths and glories... why would anyone not delusional want to be near you?...

give a fuck

you don't, why should I?

the joke

or not so joke is that i am one of the people laughing at the ridiculousness of egocentric insecurity that compels us to pretend that anybody might care to know every little thing about me or you or anyone as if something important like happiness or world peace rests on writing these words...

wait, it's time for my next tweet...

narf.

antiblogdistablishmenterrorism

what would you be doing right now if the internet was not here?

faking it

the caring, the concern, the seriousness of life, the religious beliefs, the political ideology, the philosophical ponderings, the physical passion, the financial success, the togetherness, the responsibility, the regularity of entries, the righteous indignation, the amusement, the emotion, everything can be faked and usually is...

pretend otherwise and you are just faking it...

people love to hate

just look at what attracts the most people the most... the news is all about death and destruction, abuse and victimization, who to heat and/or fear... news you need to know they tell you...

people also love to judge others badly and laugh at others... just look at the tabloid papers and tv shows from talk to celebrity gossip to cop shows to reality tv shows... people love to watch conflict and ridicule and other people behaving badly or stupidly...

people love to celebrate death and destruction...

people suck, really...

yeah, today

I remember, but what is the point, really, if nobody cares (interacts to accept the caring, cha)?...

lol

wait just a doggarn minute... are we laughing at the irony of this blogging conversation with no one? (shhhh, we create our own illusions you know and i appreciate the humor of the illusion you help me to create)... talking about real people here and there and especially in thereal with you, as if you are real too... yeah baby, he's a real nowhere man, cha cha cha (narf :)

we now return you to your regularly scheduled bitching...

full of shit

most people are... and i don't mean that most people are fat and eat way more than their bodies need so they produce a lot of fecal material and fill toilets and sewers and landfills a whole lot more than they need to, but that's true too, at least as far as i can see... i mean most people lie all the time... most people don't care what is truth and what is a lie because they lie to themselves... they say what they think they should say... they say what they think is right... they say what they think people want to hear... they say what they want to do, but all of it is mostly lies... husbands, wifes, bosses, friends, anybody... they just want their own needs met and will say or do anything to get it and unfortunately many have the power to get away with it...

we won't even get into the delusions that most people base their entire lives and identity on, thank goobers... the irony is hysterical once you know better, or just open your eyes to reason and the obvious... but most people don't... you're probably most people, so nevermind...

cuz you really don't care

no matter how well you lie.

who cares?

i could write the most profoundly essential words, the concept that explains god or the universe or everything, the key to peace and happiness and universal understanding, and who cares?... like the dam tree faling in the forest, it's meaningless... and even if you read it, are you really going to do it?... are we really going to share it?... of course not, we'll just go on bullshitting ourselves with the daily drivel we make so important (usually based on money in this sick culture) and nod our heads at the words and then forget they even exist...

i dare you to prove me wrong...

or perhaps the point is

the music above this or the words down below or the story in your eyes (go to the mirror boy?)... just listen and read and you'll find it if you want to and then it will matter... we cannot do everything at once, we cannot be everything to everyone, and we can only focus on one moment at a time if we truly want to make the most of the moment, enjoy it well, and share it completely... any less, and we waste it... so be in your moments, experience your choices, and regret only that you have the awareness of other desires you must pass on... there can be only one number one...