Yanno...

I wish I could use my blog to talk about my life, mundane and otherwise. Maybe that's my big communication obstacle: my inability to share what's beyond the surface. Or maybe I just can't imagine why anyone would give a shit to read the general shit that occurs in a world filled with shit-for-brains humans. To sum it up.

Yea, you can call me cynical. I don't really care. But I think what really eats you, is that I see what you either cannot, or will not allow yourself to. You say that I cannot just sit back and enjoy what is beautiful in the world. To that I say, "How can we really enjoy the beauty in life without knowing the true depths of suffering, and pain being felt and inflicted spanning existences of both human, animal, and environment?" Ignorance is bliss. For you. Ignorance for me means shielding my eyes to another's hurt, another's suffering. How can you be so callous? How can you be so selfish to only think of yourself, that to pay their pain mind means to sacrifice a bit of your enjoyment of the world? I not only see beauty, but I give beauty, because I do not shield my heart. I do not shield my mind from the atrocities in the world.

I'm sorry you are too feeble-minded that you know you cannot handle to see the world as it truly is because you could not lead a happy existence with this knowledge. Don't be bitter and say I'm cynical because of your weakness. I'm sorry you lead such a pathetic existence, but you chose to be pathetic. You've chosen to see a world of "beauty", but a beauty that has no meaning because you cannot see it's end on the other side of the spectrum.

Knowing true beauty every day means knowing and acknowledging the ferocious ugliness that occurs every day.

Humans, such worthless creatures.