Like Ronald Reagan I love everyone & everything. Well, as long as people agree and things looks good. Being sarcastic? Think not. I am worse.
Happy recipe: No religious influence. No weapons. No sickness. No low self-esteem. With health. With education. With patience & freedom of speech nothing can go wrong. No preconceptions and life is almost perfect.
There was a time when sublime manipulation hardly existed in our society. Any specific reason(?). Well, mainly cause of no internet, no mobiles. When people succumb to this ongoing war of minds they tend to get worried, frustrated or plain stupid. This I decline furiously firing away: Everybody Got To Learn Sometime.
Linguistic points? Words alone can`t loose posture. Just read and feel. Reading evolving into anger and something is off balance. Read and needing to act physically and you are lost. Making yourself explosively guilty. Cause life is short and death for sure. Key is choice. Better not waste time on any dry feminist, ugly dictator, black houses, toilets in Mumbai, learning Swahili or play cricket.
You don`t know anyone until you have spend some time together on a melting ice block. Most people are,… boring. Seems ignorant not looking backwards, presently indecisive & disqualified estimating the future. That’s why the modern soul is burning inside. There is a new eager generation searching for success in seconds. Who am I? What to do and why this.., responsibility? Luck is so.., over valued with lotto profits soon in all orgasms. But, as my father said, “everyone deserves a chance”, then adding, -“shut up”. -“reboot”. -“sit on your hands“. -“CLOSE THE DOOR or you have a stick up your ass”?. Well dad, love is chemical. No harm done.
If You are Chinese, deal with it. If You are bald., practical. Afro Americans runs faster than white trash. Fucking is actually lethal and there is no IKEA in North Korea. Only waking up is a challenge. Expressing yourself in a foreign language, trying finding a smooth pronunciation. Frustrating. Doesn’t mean you don’t like it, its about maintenance. Inviting relatives for dinner & raising children. It`s all a trade. And expecting “giving away your heart” to another homo sapiens can be more brutal than surfing. Floating up and down on oceans of passion and lose balance needing to climb back up again. The trick living life is looking forward. For understanding it, viewing backwards.
I am not happy cause I am born on a peaceful spot. I am not happy cause I am imprisoned in a Aryan body. I am not happy cause my mojo shines. I am happy when I feel individuals sharing joy on a scale where laughter smoothly settles into silent smiles. Feeling these rare flares when sense turns into spiritual insanity. When fun steps aside cause love burns so intense that all ancestors within dares to surface. Then I am happy.
Life in a box is a ever lasting drama for those choosing to feel. A comedy for thinkers. Nobody can really appreciate any of it without pain and looses. I lost my future a long time ago. Glowing ideas, companies, friends, family, prestige & a hole country. I stayed alive thanks to education & discipline. Became a soul warrior in fields of social & religious behaviorism. Therefore I partly understand suicide bombers. Relate to them thinking they do their bang act for the right reason. Although I have to disappoint Abdul. He explodes for the wrong one. True wisdom demands time drained in patience which is missing in their mix. Otherwise they would present their flash in more attractive light. And, who reads more than two books in a region where decapitacion is a weekend show? Guess in hell only the devil is a visionary.
I am not much for veining. Prefer more constructive liquid. Even if its not rewarding, its more appealing. I mean, look at these emotions. Interesting for a cold soul. Passionate hate seems to give so much sense & purpose for empty souls. Gives perspectives for staying positive. Its not enough thinking you are God just because your dog insist. Finally It all comes down to hard core. Wonder how people would react if a group of hippies blew up the Federal Bank System?
Social misconceptions is shaped both by the Bible as well as the Quran. Strange tradition leaving for Paradise in a hearse. Wishing for a group of virgins in heaven(?). Not less twisted. But, searching for the truth should not be an easy business cause half of them are mistakes. As a philosopher you need to be equipped looking for a black cat in a dark room. Then suffer hearing these fanatic megalomaniac theologians doing the same claiming they have found the pussy.
Only the weak should be feared. Myself I have chosen to settle down in the most beautiful part of Europe. Close to the warmest heart I have ever felt, the Spanish Corazon. Here I get happy only breathing. Ready disturbing my critics like a full blown terrorist. This decay not only to the wealthy. All religious square heads should not feel safe. My provocative fingers will probably even twist the driest communist tweet. I am here for protecting the last linguistics from radicals having taken Kalashnikov to the streets. These narrow minded ants represents real anti-Semitism from racist marshlands. Besides these hairballs the ones that also should have a heart attack yesterday is ofcourse the Zionists. Continuously spreading their global shit within all western governments. They should really have a stick up their ass.
Besides all crap life can be wonderful. Its soon time for “el clasico”. The battle of the season in happy land. A homophobic game proving year after year that kicking balls gives more pleasure than praying. If your not religious.
Be brave. Spray me around.