We're the middle children of history. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression.
Our great war is a spiritual war. Our great depression is our lives.
We've all been raised on television to believe.....that one day we'd be millionaires and movie gods and rock stars.
But we won't. We're slowly learning that fact.
And we're very, very pissed off.
In the words of the great Tyler Durden I believe that our lives ended when we first opened our eyes and looked in the great beautiful slime of what some may call a living hell.
I believe that this is what we all deserve. We deserve to be punched every day in the face by the slime that our ancestors created in the believes that they will create something big for us.
Instead of creating a perfect place where we could stay and enjoy our pathetic excuse of what some may call life, they’ve created a world of pretend, anger, evil and hate for the next generations to fight with and oppose. For the next generations to make a choice of going for the sun or forever to be trapped in the blackness constrained by iron bars and shackles.
I believe that this is our path to walk, somewhere in the steps of our evil seed that forced us to make a choice. The choice is wrong. You want to believe that this is not real to feel but it is as real as the blood dripped from your cracked skull damaging that white shirt you have built hopes and paths on to a greater good.
There is no God. God is a myth that you believe in. God is a “Deus Ex Machina” that you wait in your bed every single night that you cry hoping for someone or something to come and help you escape from the hell you have created. There is no escape, there is no turning back. What you are is what you consume, what you consume is what you produce, what you produce is what you are.
Do not negate that you are what you are on this earth.