Hey I got a couple questions for you,, why are you such a fuckin asshole? Does it really make you feel better to make other people feel worse? Do you think it makes you seem comparatively cool to make someone else seem lame? Or let me ask you this, do you truly think that we can't see that your trying to take advantage of us, to manipulate us, to break us down or whatever other malicious thing it is that your trying to do? well guess what, asshole, we can see you coming from a mile away, we aren't fooled for a moment in fact the only reason you can make us feel bad in the first place is because we were putting in the effort to try and understand you.
I am just writing this to let you assholes know that we are not going to take it anymore. All across the nation Nice guys (and girls) everywhere are standing up to tell you assholes to fuck off! Ya know, we do realize that its not your fault, that most likely your life sucks and you feel empty and sad inside, and that it isn't easy to be a warm nice and good person if you have all of frustration and sadness inside of yourself, but you,,,,, look at me, I am serious, YOU are ruining the entire fuckin world, You are the reason why our lives suck and You are the reason why your life sucks. We understand that you have probably yet to forgive yourself for something you did in your mid teens and that this is greatly effecting your feelings of self worth and causing you to lash out at anyone you can find, which is why you get one more chance. So today we are wiping the slate clean, If you were an asshole yesterday, well your just considered as a cool dude today, but don't fuck it up. The ball is in your court so its time for you to take the initiative and stop making your life and our lives suck. Play a sport, get a dog, listen to some self hypnosis Cd's, I don't fuckin know, but you gotta get this shit worked out. On second thought don't get a dog maybe just grow a plant or something. Ok people as far as I am concerned every single person who has read this is completely forgiven for being an asshole in the past and are completely considered to be a totally cool person in my eyes. This could be your last chance so try not to fuck it up. I have complete faith in you that you are no longer gonna be such a fuckin asshole. Be warned that soon we are going to have another calling all assholes day only next time it won't be to chat. I promise you ya won't want to be among the people called that day. Ok thank you for your time ladies and gentlemen, you may go back to whatever you were doing and BTW, mad love from Denver to wherever you are.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
birth of a blogger
Here starts a new trend in my life, or so i hope. Gone are the days of my sins, of my continuous mistakes, my alcoholic and slacker ways. I am starting something today that may be something more some day. Maybe just maybe this will turn into that thing I've been searching for.
That thing, that one illusive thing that will change me, make my life have meaning and give me a purpose and define who history will view as the person I was, could this be it? Blogging a reason to live does that sound stupid? Lets see what are things that others use to define themselves? should I base myself on my career, my hobby, my passion, my social status, my knowledge, what is a valid point of measurement? I have already been Matt the college student, the guitarist, the poet, the artist, the loser, the winner, the badass, the hardass, the nerd, the asshole, yet,, none of these definitions had staying power. Time would seem to be the best test of a definition, if long ago I was something and still am that thing now than I am willing to say that I am that thing. I guess than that i am not a blogger, i am simply blogging. ah well i guess i will have to continue my search for self definition. Don't worry about me though it isn't that I need it, there is something that i need but whatever that thing that my soul cries out for, it too is undefined. as undefined as I am. Maybe i should search google for the meaning of life, do you think i would find advertisements or answers? Times certainly are changing aren't they.
Unlike times passed there are countless records made of our every move. Think what an invaluable tool historians of the future will consider social networking sites like myspace and facebook, does so much data fade into an abyss of ones and zeroes or is it neatly packed away into easy to understand and analyze packets of meaningful data? At some point i have to think that no one is going to care what i was thinking on October 6th 2009 at 10:52 p.m. but this moment is individual and will never happen again. Will you, the readers of the future look back on this moment and long for it? It is something you can never have, does that make it seem appealing to you? don't bother answering because these questions have long since left my brain before you have read the first, entirely unrelated words to this blog. This is my moment, don't long for it, own your own moment. Do you have the wisdom to realize that now, whatever time it may be is just as special, unique and fleeting? Are you going to be courageous and take it into your hands? Will you exercise the understanding required to follow along with my thoughts or will express your own? it doesn't have to be a different thing.
so are my slacker ways, my alcoholic tendencies, my sins really a thing of the past? Only if i am i suppose is the correct answer to that, but will this blog turn into something? Will it actually take me somewere? It already has, it brought me here.
That thing, that one illusive thing that will change me, make my life have meaning and give me a purpose and define who history will view as the person I was, could this be it? Blogging a reason to live does that sound stupid? Lets see what are things that others use to define themselves? should I base myself on my career, my hobby, my passion, my social status, my knowledge, what is a valid point of measurement? I have already been Matt the college student, the guitarist, the poet, the artist, the loser, the winner, the badass, the hardass, the nerd, the asshole, yet,, none of these definitions had staying power. Time would seem to be the best test of a definition, if long ago I was something and still am that thing now than I am willing to say that I am that thing. I guess than that i am not a blogger, i am simply blogging. ah well i guess i will have to continue my search for self definition. Don't worry about me though it isn't that I need it, there is something that i need but whatever that thing that my soul cries out for, it too is undefined. as undefined as I am. Maybe i should search google for the meaning of life, do you think i would find advertisements or answers? Times certainly are changing aren't they.
Unlike times passed there are countless records made of our every move. Think what an invaluable tool historians of the future will consider social networking sites like myspace and facebook, does so much data fade into an abyss of ones and zeroes or is it neatly packed away into easy to understand and analyze packets of meaningful data? At some point i have to think that no one is going to care what i was thinking on October 6th 2009 at 10:52 p.m. but this moment is individual and will never happen again. Will you, the readers of the future look back on this moment and long for it? It is something you can never have, does that make it seem appealing to you? don't bother answering because these questions have long since left my brain before you have read the first, entirely unrelated words to this blog. This is my moment, don't long for it, own your own moment. Do you have the wisdom to realize that now, whatever time it may be is just as special, unique and fleeting? Are you going to be courageous and take it into your hands? Will you exercise the understanding required to follow along with my thoughts or will express your own? it doesn't have to be a different thing.
so are my slacker ways, my alcoholic tendencies, my sins really a thing of the past? Only if i am i suppose is the correct answer to that, but will this blog turn into something? Will it actually take me somewere? It already has, it brought me here.
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