better things

Burned by th society’s disapproval, you stumble, stop. You repeat your course of action every night, all through th night. You carry yourself with all th importance in th world and you cry yourself to sleep when th sun starts to rise at 6:43am. Maybe it’s just how we are after we reach a certain age of maturity. After we stop believing in things we used to live in all hope for, after we start to realize that there’s no point trying harder when it’s forever going to be a constant. We start to look at things in a practical way and we lose track of our creativity. We fail to realize that a practical solution is not the answer to everything. And when we do, it’s slightly upsetting, but we exaggerate th harmless emotion and starve ourselves of desire for days, months, sometimes years. We go vegetarian, we don’t even know why, we just do thinking we’re going to save animals. No you’re not, because there are still billions of people in th world out there who enjoy the tender taste and satisfaction of a well roasted lamb or whatever animal they’re into. So, you see, it’s no point trying to starve yourself of something you really like just because you made a slight mistake and took some time to realize it. Starving yourself of your desires and needs isn’t going to reset the karmic cycle, nor is it going to change the fact that it was a mistake, intentional or not, it was still a mistake.

Deal with it or go fuck a cow.