Stand Up or Stand Down

Forgive me for this might irritate anyone because it is supposed to. You might think this is about you, which I cannot guarantee it isn’t if you are reading this and suddenly it seems as if I am describing your behaviors. But is that my fault or yours? Is it my fault you have become easily described with mundane flaws that are just perhaps, very common? Is it possible that you have become so immune to how unnatural, distorted, and viral your behaviors have become that you cannot even blame yourself? Has the culture, your past, your finances, and/or your job affected your mood and your are just a temporary douchebag? But if you really do know how terrible some of the thoughts you’ve said to others truly are, did you choose to ignore it? Rather than fix it? In that case, your are a permanent douchebag, maybe. I don’t know the answer. You do. It may seem as if I am talking directly to you but no I am not. I chose no one specific when I write because if I did that no one would read the shit but a few people it is geared towards. In fact, I don’t like writers who only write to a predictable audience. It is more difficult to appeal to many. I figure if I make everyone introspect in some way, maybe, just maybe they will realize how capable we all are of doing it. And maybe if we did it more and used it like a muscle we would become humble and not project our bullshit onto other people.That simple. We have become an “air it out” culture. If someone gets divorced, it is on facebook. If someone takes a cool picture of their kid, it is on instagram. If someone wants to take a ten second video… it is on that gay program on your phone. And I forgot wtf it is called because it isn’t important, sorry. I just don’t care. What I do care about is my life being invaded by strangers who know me. It is weird. I would rather have a following of Europeans I never met than a bunch of people I have met, that do not talk to me, but want to see what is going on in my life. No one finds it weird? I do, haha. I just don’t understand the fulfillment in it. And if you find a way to have fulfillment in exposing everything in your life to people who never really cared, I don’t think it is rational. People pretend. The ones who knew you in the past, and chose to not know you again, belong in the back of the mind. Not displayed on your browser. I think social media has infiltrated our manners a bit too much. People have to stand for something they believe in or they are empty shells. I see empty shells when I see a guy who works so much he cannot enjoy anything. I see empty shells when I see a person who works too much and cannot have anything. So many extremes out there. The divide happens, and we forget we are all trying to be different, but really are one in the same. We are not defined by what we do for a living, if we are married, if we have children, if we have a job, or if we have an education….We are defined by our individual struggles and triumphs.

“You’re not your job. You’re not how much money you have in the bank. You’re not the car you drive. You’re not the contents of your wallet. You’re not your fucking khakis. You’re the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.”-Chuck Palahniuk

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