Society
As I sit here, home alone, listening to my Huey Lewis and his wonderful bluesy sound, I have a small smile on my face. Good for you. Conformity sucks. Just don't become part of the anticonformity conformity. They are just as bad. So famous writer guy once tried to be a true nonconformist. He went out and lived in the woods, ate berries and nuts. He went on walks everyday to different parts of the woods. After a while, he started forming pathes from his walks. One day, he looked down saw the pathes and realized it is impossible to be a true nonconformist. I think his name was Henry Longfellow or something like that. He wrote about being a transparent eyeball and things like that. He was a pretty nutz guy, but even he couldn't do it. I have lived my life to the best of my abilities to be a nonconformist. I change my apperance, attitude and outlook on life as it suits me, but I often find myself being the same as everyone else. I used to try to change when I'd realize this. Now I just continue on and change whenever I get bored of my current self. Some people have told me becuase of this I have no identity and I don't know who I am. That's bullshit. I know who I am. Some things dont change. I am couch. I break things. I climb trees. I am one with nature. I love fire. Especially forest fires cuase they're really big. I hate politics. I have views on everything. I eat mexican pizzas with my hands. I think sporks are just fucking nutz things, and I use them every chance I get. I love change. I love chaos. I think anarchists are idiots. I hate the government. I don't vote. I hate drunks. I love watching drunks make asses out of themselves. I am an alcholic. I have my own bar. I dont gamble becuase I usually lose. I like poker. I like to be by myself. I don't need others to entertain me. I like hanging out with people like ya'll, becuase you entertain me. I don't trust anyone, including myself. I leave my car unlocked, with the windows down, and money on the seat everywhere I go. I hate hypocrites. I constantly conflict with myself. I often forget my own name, and everyone elses. I know who I am, even if it doesnt make any sense to anyone else. Becuase it doesnt have to.
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