I've been having vacation for the past week.
It's nice to see the sun from someplace other then behind a desk.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Pain is the feeling of weakness leaving the body. Pain is the shedding of all that made you incapable, incompetent and inept. Pain makes great men, and comfort makes weak men.
Pain is also persistent. Pain does not just go away. Pain does not take a break or get tired. Pain cannot be hidden, but you can try. Pain can keep you from seeing what you have, and it keep can keep you from knowing what you want. Pain can dictate your every action, your every thought. Pain can stay with you, forever.
Pain can kill you.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
I can tell you how bad high fructose corn syrup is for you, or how many minutes that pack of cigarettes will shorten your life, or how hard work and perseverance always pays off, but I won't do a fucking thing to save myself from these weaknesses.
I'll sit back and scoff at your SUV and your expensive furs, and I'll swear under my breath as I serve you food and park your cars. But I won't do a fucking thing about it.
No one who could change it, would. No one who would change it, will.