to live in this absolutely pathetic, fully and desperately damaged world like this
where healthy people can condemn to death disabled or seriously ill ones
it’s like we were living in Sparta at the antiquity where criminals and “unfit” (weak, sicky, mentally or physically challenged) people were thrown down from the mountain of Taygetus
in the twenty-first century right in the middle of a pandemic people are still busy fighting for money, political and economical advantages or for masks, for yeast and not for their chicken shit lives and minds and souls…
I also lost the job which provided me financial security but I’ve met that point from where I don’t want to shovel the shit for others anymore…I don’t want to elegantly look aside, I don’t want to graciously bite my tongue and I don’t want to loyally save their pathetic asses…I’ve had enough of fake tenacious, fake kind-hearted, incorrect people
two sides of my being is fighting against each other. one is fallible just as anybody else, it wants great recognition, stable financial freedom, wants possibilities, wants to flash its magnificence for more than a moment;
but my other side wants goodness, harmony, satisfaction from being just a great human and doing things which I consider good
I feel myself craving for peace and revenge at the same time…to kick some ass or to be a saint…”all or nothing”
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