Monday, June 9, 2008

Brief & Hippy-like

I wrote this while selling in suburbia, the future ghost land of america:

"Paranoid bourgeoisie fuckers living in their perfect suburbia, wanting to be better than everyone, afraid of a world populated by murderers and baby-killers, thieves and nymphomaniacs. Wanting to become better than the working middle class with their lies of superiority, when everyone knows that the suburbanites shit in a toilet just like everyone else. For once, all I need is someone not afraid of their own shadow, not afraid to take a chance on the unknowing. Like Yvonne said, do not be afraid (never be afraid) to do something that you want to do, that you need to do. Do not live a life of regrets. We will all die someday."

Got to love cliches and run-on sentences. Anyhoo. My life is filled with hopes, dreams, and possibilities right now. I hope that certain job opportunities will pan through. If not, my life is perfect the way it is and I can only see it getting better. I have never been happier than I am at this moment.

That is all.