4.14.2008

In real life, there are no winners or losers

In real life you just have to make do with what you're given and what you take for yourself. I don't enjoy taking things and I hate being given them even more. The color of the sky has been unnaturally blue lately. Where has all the pollution gone? I've been seeing lots of beautiful days lately and I'm not happy. It must be the weather. It must be the environment. They found a lot of plastic and trash in the pacific ocean apparently recently that is the accumulated refuse of 3 continents pooling together to form a new landmass, thanks to the energies of our hard working oceans. The trash has been swirling around and combining and breaking down into it's base molecules. The trouble, so everyone says is that those molecules are unnatural and will end up lodging themselves in fish and other marine life, thereby slowly eating away and destroying the ecosystem. What people fail to realize is that there will be creatures that adapt and will learn to exist in our trashy oceans. There will eventually even be a landmass that will probably form on the surface if this continues, one that life will be able to start breeding and existing upon. Just like this place.

To be honest I've been in a pretty down sort of mood lately. I've been finding myself actually reading comments that people leave on websites at the end of articles that I subscribe to. I find over all, when they aren't completely unrelated or misunderstanding the intention of the article that they follow, they are insulting at best, vapid at the least. I'm amazed based on some of the responses that these people had the cognitive ability to string together sentences of words at all. That they are not only capable of doing so, but seem to actually believe or stand behind the horrible things that come out of their mouths speaks to a much darker truth I think we're only beginning to get a glimpse of. The internet is the tired worn face of a humanity that has stayed up too many nights drinking. It's the shock of seeing the exposed and rotted arm of a heroin addict on your best friend. I really love humanity a lot. I see a lot of potential and a lot of hope for the future. It's just hard sometimes not knowing if it will ever really amount to anything. I guess ultimately I'm okay with that. It is what it is after all and no amount of blogging will change that.