Sometimes it weighs so heavily on me I feel as if the world is on my shoulders. It would be easy to just put it down. Or so I tell myself constantly. Putting it down would be quitting though and that's just not me. I get so tired of the bullshit games and rules that everyone pretends to follow. Rules are for lazy selfish people who need to be told what to do because they can't do it otherwise. Fuck rules. Everyone knows what they have to do to make life possible. If someone doesn't want to do it then life is not possible for them. That's the law of nature, which we continually tell ourselves we're better than.
Why aren't we more like the Romans? At least they were honest about their politics. Conquer, then democracy. We may as well go to the colloseum and watch gladiators kill each other for the violence and gore that's on tv. Because it's not real it's less bad? Since when? Is that why it's okay to put cancer causing perservatives in our food? Don't try to tell me it's not related because they boil down to the same principal. It's okay as long as it's not real or doesn't threaten our false reality. Consume on poor consumer...consume yourself to death and then tell me what you did in your life to get you into heaven...
