Ever been a volunteer and just have someone give you pure hell for ZIP, nada, nothing ??? ...because they think they are better than you... because your just some POS less than employee??? LMAO
Hilarious, but bout busted dudes face in last night. Maybe I'm feeling a bit better... I want to get physical and I don't like taking S off anyone...
...but...
I'm thankful to bite thy tongue and control thyself, to use discretion wisely, and not react poorly to suffer worse consequences.
Why is all this important to me though?
I was once good at laughing at A-holes and now....oooooooooh...blood boils faaaaaaast at times !!!... you don't want me near when I turn into whatever monster provoked.
I guess I'm looking for justification to just pound the fukk outta somebody, but again ??? Why ???
Lots of swallowed whole... anger/frustration/pissed etc... ...but TONS of thankfulness and practicing discipline offers me DISCRETION.
MAYBE DUDE LAST NIGHT NEEDED A FRIEND BECAUSE HE'S SUFFERING TOO !!!
WHY DO WE ACT OUT? CRY FOR HELP ??? YES, IN A SIDEWAYS KI D OF WAY.
SO... I said to another in his party... I get so much shit for simply volunteering to hang out/ help out with my artist pals (sad/angry face) ;(
Dude had a nice time and sat with his pals and left and said...thanks for everything and have a GREAT evening...and he meant it.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh
I didn't don't have to kill him anymore... in my silly head full of fantasy and vitriol ;( ...I hate the monster in me...and I'm trying to shut it down...but I'm hardwired to not be messed with... I don't think others fully understand that.
I can forgive easier, still not well at all, because most of my ego got smashed.
Wake up after death... tubes all over, strapped down, naked... but happy...I fukkin made it !!! Hope ;)
Should have some stupid ass motherfukker think I volunteered for their bullshit after fighting back from everything I have to take their crap last night ???
Anger, black and red... nothing else followed except I'm a good actor (wish I had my memory back ;( ...working in it) so I didn't let it be shown much.
Another a****** came in and I told him I'm sorry brother $5 cover charge I'm just a volunteer and he didn't it at 10 bucks when he left. he was a great guy just like the other guy the only one that thought they were assholes with me. but the truth is they're probably both assholes that's why we would all get along so well LOL we're just guys.
We could be best friends today if we took 5 minutes to sit down and be real and get to know one another.
It's hard to get "re-adjusted" and I'm not well with stress/pressure / emotional stuff... It's far safer and easier and enjoyable to stay alone often working on projects and reading.
I have real super angels all around me. Watch who tolerates me if you want to know who is the beauty in our community. They even fixed me down the street at the hospital. I'm a donor and a critique through my writing/voice.
Even past my worst, my community offers me, still, it's best ..or access back when earned/deserved.
When will we do this better for the rest of ALL of out ill???
We have so many I'll... especially mentally...it's okay to be safe/concerned, but please don't be in fear such that you allow others to feel hated because they are made to feel almost shunned in their terrible illness, no matter what it is ?
We are only as healthy as we are empathetic.
Our terribly sick and broken society must heal, and we need another.
I can't heal with half of my friends and I can't heal with half of my country. My country can't heal with half of its citizens and my country can't prosper with less than great focus.
I pray (that means I care, I'm concerned, I'm thinking of others first most often... and yes I talk to God) and it has helped me to survive, just as each of you.
My largest lessons are ALWAYS insanely difficult.
I've witnessed a plane crash.
I was next to the Pentagon on 911.
I've had to testify against a friend who murdered his father my former boss.
I laid dead of a heart attack and a stroke and viral sepsis and asthma and lactic acidosis and was defibrillated given CPR and somehow revived... Nearly 17 months ago now. I fell down the steps that then and still have two dislocated vertebrae in my neck. You probably wouldn't know that if you saw me out in public.
I'm not the guy who should have this adrenalin and testosterone just coursing through his veins to want to knock people's teeth down their throat but there are a lot of people that deserve it, too.
We have molded and shaped a very "insensitive to others" society.
I've suffered gout and crippling back problems and sometimes I'm the guy with the walker, although It's been a long time. The looks of disgust me. The lack of help and genuine concern, etc., etc., etc..
I'm thankful for my tragedies so I know not to be that a****** that I have CERTAINLY been. I pray for the forgiveness I probably don't deserve. I also know that this community and others that I have lived in our more of forgiveness by far than they are not, for they have let me prove this point.
Whatever all of this means I just hope that tomorrow is a better day than today was and that all of the misgivings and tough feelings and hatefulness in hurtfulness we have built up inside that we want to place upon others is completely let go and offered just... away
May this time of year be a time of year of introspection, healing, and The New Coming Life.