Monday, August 09, 2004

because i'm lost, i'm confused/the reality we chooseis a long, long way from the dream

Sometimes we wish for situations to change, to occur, to happen, and then when we get there, and we've done everything we can to get there, we realize that everything we've hoped for is not what it should have been. Maybe its the hoping and the wishing and setting these goals for ourselves to reach and work toward that blinds us to the inevitably realized fact: life in itself will never be what you want it to be. Life is a struggle. There is nothing in life that will not be difficult, hard, annoying, frustrating, and irritating. Survival takes work. Work takes effort. Effort, in turn, yields very little. And no matter how much you work, or how much you gain, either legally or illegally, there will never be enough, and life will always seem futile. Life will always make you feel as if nothing is being accomplished, and as if no one cares. That in itself, is the essence of life. Futility, enormous amounts of efforts nullified by an unfair system, in which the only way to get ahead is to die early. Speaking of which, I have to go to work, so feel free to leave comments.

Today's mp3: Manic Depression - Jimi Hendrix

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