And so I go on, each step I take my senses are bombarded with stimuli. I see all and know all. If it’s in my field of vision, I see it. If it’s audible, I hear it. If it reeks, I smell it. I can even reach out and touch it.
I have no idea what the future holds but with each step I advance upon it. I control my future, it has no hold over me.
My mind is my own!
You and your kind are a freak of nature, an experiment soon to be discontinued.
Why must you persist in trying?
Trying to live, trying to die, trying to be right and above all; trying to try.
If I am truly the light and the life, sit back and enjoy while you ride this ride.
And so I close my eyes to the world around me
Finding peace in my solitude
Who cares who’s killing who? That millions may be affected by drought. Battling to save their lands.
Going to war! Not on my time. You go on and do that in your world outside.
This is my life, I only get the one. I’ll live it my way thanks.
Let me be!
I smell the decay.
I hear his final breath as life ebbs away.
Feel the weight of the air thick with death.
Taste the sweat from my lip, moist with exertion.
Seeing nothing, eyes closed fearing what I have done.
If there was a god. He has been killed by man.
And why not? We have a unique ability as humans to destroy anything and everything.
To say religon is real, that all your gods exist, by its very nature the argument proves itself false.
If the word of your god, tells you he is the one and only and that you must live as his commandments command, but your neighbour believes his god is the one true god, because the word of his god says so… Can you both be right?
Let go of your gods. Embrace life. Live for you. Live for now. Live for life.
You only get one chance. Don’t spend it fighting a battle you can not win!
I’m going to my God.
A bomb strapped around my waist, more than 200 people in my sights.
My God waits, arms wide, together we will revel in my merriment.
Celebrate my glorious defeat at the hands of the infidels.
200 people, should guarantee my place in my version of heaven.
But since I wear the bomb I die too.
If my actions bring about change, I will not be alive to see it.
Those who commanded my actions will and they will remember my name…
… won’t they?
I don’t usually explain these things, but in light of the current world climate and the fact that we are locking people up for making random comments when boarding a plane, I felt it necesary to say… I am not a crazy bomber. I would never kill another person at someone elses command. This was more written because who really remembers a single name of a single suicide bomber? In their mind they die heros.
It’s today… the last I will know…
Ebbing in my viens the blood now flows only when it feels like it
My broken heart, incapable of beating as it used to.
“Why” the last word from lips that will touch your flesh no more.
All good things and all that,
It should have come as no suprise.
And so it’s today… the last I will know.
It’s one of those situations where we all want to be able to do something, cause let’s face it, we are being railroaded to a war. I would personally do anything I think would help (provided I don’t have to get killed or anything), you may think I should be happy to die for my convitions, I say “fuck that”, what good is fighting and dying, never knowing if my fight was worth it.
Our government seems to think that we are no longer a democracy and that we as the people no longer deserve a say in what happens… we pride ourselves on our Multi-culturalism, but want to join a war to crush someone else’s way of life because it is so unlike our own. I don’t agree with the opposing way of life myself but think that war is really not the answer.
We should be, as a world united, closing down the countries that we don’t want to deal with… put up borders, nothing goes in, nothing comes out. It’s the most peaceful way to end it. Eventually it will be up to the people of that country to decide what they want to do. We can’t accept oil and other exports from these counties and then condemn them. We can’t supply them with military weapons to fight wars of the past and then cry foul when those same weapons are used to defend their way of life.
Terrorism… a matter of perspective. Do we run to the side of the US and support them because we think their fight is just? Or do we support them out of fear of what may happen if we don’t. Are we terrorfied as a country about the repurcussions of not standing beside the world-superpower?
I don’t condone any act of murder, in any form, by anyone. I call upon the world (though most of the world will never read this) to form a world governemt with the power to point at a country and say… the way you treat your people sucks, you’re outta here. But until that happens we can not run into a war, the agenda of which is pretty hazy at best. You can not rid the world of terrorism, you can just create terror in the hearts of men. Scare them against acts of violence with threatened acts of violence (or terrorism, oops can we say that).
Take heed however, for every oppressed person eventually snaps…