Cruiser; a hero. Seriously. Kinda needed that, myself.
I don’t know what fuckin society can do to someone that may shape and alter their personality, prolly a whole lot of psychological factors, coupled with the element of necessity. Such is my guess. And if I’m right, guess most of us are just a product of our environment. Sometimes you can be broken, sometimes you can’t, but one thing I’m pretty sure I know is that shit just keeps building up and shaping you. You have to be strong and live with it, because not everyone can, and you see them fall, and you don’t want that to happen to you. Human nature is sum ol’ bullshit, but it is what we run with, no matter the evolutions that occur. No choice.
The world is mean and evil, and you survive or you don’t. And I’m not bragging or playing the teacher, because I’m not really surviving. The difference between you and me is, you want to get it back, and I, in my case, don’t give a shit. But whatever the scenario, the possibilities are there, otherwise, as human built things, the questions would not be available. They are only available because somewhere, there is an answer. Finding it is something else, so often, we are jaded by the fact that it’s too hard to find. But hope means, it’s out there. Desolation is, will you find it? That defeated, you can just go all out with an axe called You. As in, just be who the fuck you are. And if Darwin thinks you’re an asshole or something, well then, it’s inevitable that you will simply meet your end somewhere….somehow…no one escapes, anyway. So just wait for it while living, but by being awesome. Time enough for the Earth when you’re dead.
Sometimes I look at the past and I’m like, man, I wish I was back there again. But by doing that, I’m not experiencing what’s going on right now. And if I REALLY didn’t appreciate it, I would have killed myself. Because we are always living in the present. The problem is destroying it with what was, or what could be. (the exception is, pay your bills, or fend off some bums) You can’t change shit that already happened, nor can you predict what has not been. Not trying to be insensitive or naught, I figure the only way I could give some kind of decent answer is by not really thinking about it. Straight dope yo. I find myself in the same boat as you, and the one mistake I’m making here, is that people will care. I can only better myself with myself. And if I don’t care to do it, I’m smart enough to blame my own self when the shit hits the fan.