Tragic

They believe, through chemicals, they can control a false internal reality. On the outside, an observer, sees the horrible truth of a beat up shell with a deranged mind. Worn edges and corners. Stains and blurred images. The content of the novel is irrelevant and different. People crave being unique. This is appealing. To not be a number. To be an individual. Than through art and poetry they assume they are important. Self loathing turns to introspective thought and a huge ego. A growing ego. "I am important because I think in new and different ways".

Offering nothing to society. No blood on their hands. No basic sense of survival. A world they can't understand created by a force they can't fathom. Tighten your bootstraps and grab a hoe. This field is not going to plow itself. You become a parasite if you believe that others will provide for you.


The Greeks believed through logic and creativity their society was strong. Then Rome came with weapons and destroyed them. Pillaging and taking their advancements. Heathens and dirt worshippers will always be downfall to people who believe that they, as mortal man, are in control.


To create is important, to toll is essential. Survival and knowledge. Lord loves a working man. Don't trust whitey.


1. Create for yourself.
2. Just do. Try to avoid too much forethought.
3. Don't get too drunk outside of your own house.
4. Don't be afraid of the crazy maniac you have the potential of being.
5. Love what you do.
6. Love your life.
7. Don't analyze too much. You are wasting time that could be used for just living.
8. You are never really that important.
9. If you thinks no one loves you, Jesue and I do.