F*** life...

Fuck life...

Not in a literal way, although that might be awkwardly interesting. In the past thirty-six hours or so something has hit me, like living in a fog and mysteriously wake up one morning with it lifted and breathing fresh air. Thankfully i can attribute this revelation to a handful of people. Most of them negatives spun into positives, one of them just plain positive.

Bumpy roads happen, but roads we must travel. Nobody knows where to go, we all think we do but thats just a false sense of control that we are all victims of. Each and every one of us is infected with the plague of "knowing" whats best for us and "knowing" where our lives go but in all reality we are just sick and twisted sheep. Some people follow celebrities, looking at magazine covers at Target thinking "i want to look like Reese Witherspoon!" Some people follow the words of the Good Book, the age old scripture of my homeboy J.C. (believe it or not, we go way back)...Some just prefer to fly by the seat of their own pants, a breed of their own, throngs of originality. No way is right or wrong, thats what makes the world awesome! We all are able to co-exist under the same infinite number of night stars, all able to dream our own dreams, go in any direction we chose is right for the time. People come and people go, in and out like a revolving door. "Its called free will dickhead! There's no such thing as universal reason!" Unfortunately i have to keep telling myself that...

Smiles and cries are things that nobody can ever influence, no matter what shepherd leads us. All we can do is have kind hearts and open minds. Protect yourself and keep the ones around you close, you never know who may be a wolf in sheep's clothing. Live by the rules we had instilled in us as little tykes: treat others as you would like to be treated, speak the truth, honesty is the best policy and nothing is better to cure a hard day than chocolate milk and a good nap.

Welcome to my bllllhooooog people. I've never written publicly so this is all a new world to me, hopefully its entertaining and whatnot, i just finished my copy of Blogging for Dummies so i definitely know what im doing now. Thank God! Should it continue, should it not, i hope that the random thoughts and blurted feelings that circulate my disfunctional brain may reach out and touch someone. Whatever happened to phone booths anyway? Dumbasses raised the price from a quarter to thirty-five cents is probably what happened, (Other than the whole cell-phone revolution of course). Idiots. Way to be convenient. "Hey man, can i bum a quarter...oh and a dime? Thanks! Much appreciated."

All in all, oddly enough i would like to publicly thank those handful of unknowingly influencing people. The silly one who thinks she's all that and a bag of gay chips. The call-blocker who thought i gave a shit. The ex, who thankfully is and always will be a great friend. And finally, the analog girl in a digital world, the island of reality in an ocean of diarrhea. The one who helped me to find myself after so many had re-wired my brain. You applied band-aids, you held my hand, you allowed me to set a new world record time in bridge piggy-back racing. All these things i will forever remember, for how you allowed me to feel i cannot thank you enough. I pray our paths may cross again, hopefully at a time when both our hearts are open and Mother Nature's sewing machine can work her magic. God willing...

Take care all. Until next time...

-Brian Z