Bitching and Moaning.

I'm sitting here, half asleep, and all of a sudden, I perk up. I'm pissed. You know what I'm pissed about? The human condition. The human condition thinking that we are all special. Tyler Durden said it best.

"You are the all singing, all dancing crap of the world."

Listen here, sweetheart. You're NOT an intellectual. You're NOT smart. You're NOT an exceptional human being. The world WILL keep turning. So go ahead...come up with your cute little mantras. Please, read me your latest "enlightenment". Oh pretty please! I want to know every detail of what goes on in that little head of yours over a social networking site. PLEASE!

...gag me.

Here is what I want from you. I want you to get a life. I want you to go somewhere, maybe Ethiopia, and experience REAL pain or hunger...or something that a spoiled rotten brat...like yourself...knows not of, Then get back to me. I would like to know your insights then. I would love to hear about how your brain is filled with all of these complexities.

I wonder, hypothetically, if I toppled you over, would your ego hit the ground first? Or would all we hear is the echo of a hollow head as came to a screeching halt against the floor...with you sputtering off some useless knowledge?


"Listen up, maggots. You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else." -Tyler Durden