Hello World… It is a new year..and this year I had some good plans and loads of motivation to do stuff. I even made a new years resolution plan, coviring all of my day. But some how, it all came crashing down after the 15. januar. So how did this happen, what was my plan. Was it just to fuck with people, see their reactions, make people mad. No… I honestly think it was something else.
It always amazes me how fast people get piss angry and mad, how fast stuff get dragged out of context and placed on the battleground. Sometimes all it takes is one wrong word or image in my case, and the war is on! At this point everything else gets pushed out of focus and one se the dream and goals for 2018 disappear in the rearview mirror.
I don’t really think we see the goals disappear. You just wake up one day, and it’s gone. The war train usually comes on it’s own neural pathways fully prepped and ready for a fight!
Sure, your right, as always. But all this anger just because we get stuck trying to defend our viewpoint, our way of life. We are fighting an idealistic war, a war where we are sure that the other side is wong, and we are right.
Nothing new with what you are describing here!
Even so…Why? Why the fuck do I bother? Why use time, energy and social relations to fight a war that is not worth fighting? A war that one did not really understand before the gun were loaded and pointed towards your heart. And why, why is it so fucking hard to let the Bullshit go?Agree to speak to the other side, and se what is what?
Why is it always like that?
Because of your narcissistic ego and lack of good and stimulating friends! Not to mention a life without meaning, and the overbearing feeling of death angst closing in.
Well that is the case, is it not? Does this not explain your sick ambition, your unrealistic goals and your need to prove yourself to somebody, anybody, the world? It is not like this is the first war you go into, only to get burned out and depressed some years later! Have you forgot all about www.majorfuckface.com and how this war almost made you commit suicide?
No, yes.. I remember that I did not end it, I got new inspiration and moved to Bergen to pursue a carriere and start my intellectual journey at the University!
Yes, and how is that working out for you? Successful yet? Found something to live for? Have you made the world a better place? Found someone to love, someone to care for?
This shit is getting dark, FAST!
No need to speak, these were all rhetorical questions. I know you have done shit! You are a fuckup, and everybody knows it!
Anders, Gonzo, U4IC or whatever “cool” name you choose to identify yourself with, it’s about time you face the fact and smell the burning fat.
YOU are a FAILURE! No need to identify with anything else!
This is a fact!
Now your just being mean :,(
*Buhu, im so hurt, you are mean*
Well.. I guess i make my point and tell my story later, not really in the mood to keep this conversation going