Life
For as long as anyone has remembered, we have all, at some point, questioned what part we play in life, or what its grand scheme for us was. Most of us, at that time, were sadly high, and we all ended up eating cookies and completely forgetting the half hour we sat saying things like “Yeah….That is soooo true man!” and “Fuck, I’m wasted” Whilst debating life. Well, yes, I will admit, I’m pretty fucking trashed right now, and probably shouldn’t be typing, as little of this will make sense, but nevertheless, fuck it.
Transcribe, You’re a moron.
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So…You wake up, and if you want money, you go to work. You’re allowed to retire at around 65. Your average lifespan is around 75. You’re allowed to work from 16. You do the math. By these counts, you have 26years to yourself, where you don’t need to do anything. 26 years to relax. But over 50 years of fucking work? Not to mention the fact you sleep, and that’s bound to take some time off. Heavy drinker? Heavy smoker? Yeah, that about fucks it for you. But you find this out when a little too late, mainly after you found out that smoking and drinking is a really enjoyable habit. Fuckers. Anyhow, this made me question the whole WHY.
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Fuck. You know who I hate? James Blunt. That fucking swarmy ‘I talk proper British and wank off to the Queen’s picture” Fucking cunt. His music just played, with a line in that says “Those three wise men they had a semi by the sea”. And you tell me he isn’t homosexual?! Three men with a semi standing on the beach would make YOU think twice before laying down your towel, you gotta fucking admit that. Would you take your kids to that beach? I rest my case…..(short pause for awe and clapping)…continue. Mind you, don’t get me wrong, the Queen was hot in her day, but I doubt she’s into bukkake. James fucking Blunt. I’d love to go meet that guy, and go take him someplace special…where perhaps the sweet sound of a gunshot could be heard? My Chemical Romance, you ask? Don’t get me started.
But life. NO. This article is on life not hating cunts in the music business. So yeah. LIFE.
So we covered we basics. We work, we get money. We spend that money, we buy food to live. We buy all the material shit we have. The rest slowly accumulates in the bank. You work at the mindless job you have for said money, and you end up hating it, because lets face facts, all work becomes mind numbing. You slowly approach death, and I guess by now, you have kids and all the material possessions you wanted. Obviously, next step, take out a Will, to let your kids have the material possessions. Now apparently, this is life. And lets face it, what did we achieve? We worked a bunch, and bought a load of junk that entertained us for the times we weren’t working, or eating, or sleeping. What true advances have we made, that wasn’t purely for our entertainment? We made fire, sure…that helped….we learnt to cultivate food, sure that helps too….oh, there’s medicine, to help us live longer, thus work longer….Think about it. We really haven’t achieved THAT much. Once we had the basics, all we then started to do was war over territories. Technological advances…HA. That only makes us more efficient at being able to go to said wars…It’s a constant struggle for existence, to state a big claim in this world’s history… But in reality, does it all make a difference? Does the past really effect the future? The people that are legends in the past are dead, and the most that we remember, killed to be there. We, inevitably, we soon be dead. So that’s the strip down base code of the whole thing. Obviously there is stuff around this base that is entertaining, like being able to laugh when an old person falls down with shopping, or a stressed out single teen mother that you can see is on the verge of a mental breakdown. Ha slut, should have googled ‘condoms’ huh? Inside thought, I digress.
So…Little more into…I guess I’m just saying, Life is all about entertaining yourself till you die, everything we have made for this life is in someway to make it so we have more time for entertainment, or to live longer, and cure a bunch of shit, but it’s all so we can keep entertaining ourselves…So what, they are advancing into space….To do what, colonise another planet that’s going to inevitably be the same as this one? Forge more wars, more piracy, and basic anarchy, fuck. The future’s gonna be entertaining.
Still. Makes you think huh?
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