Nov. 9th, 2002

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It's all there, and all so far away.

i don't connect with you. I do connect with you. You don't think of me that way. I don't know how You think of me. Why do you think of me that way? Does the phrase "Matching Intensity" mean nothing?

Where are you going? I wish you were here. I wish i was there. (Eminem - [Sing For The Moment]). Live. Evil.

I Feel Sick.
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The only thing you can expect is the unexpected, dear Wolven. You may have to take a circuitous detour on the way to the supermarket, or your car may even break down. You may eventually get where you wanted to be only to find that you have had to go some place else. Your surroundings are conspiring to jolt you out of your daily routine, and sending you a veiled message that you may be becoming just a tad too comfortable in your current routine...

Horror Scope Morons are Morons. Fuck them. If my days at work get any More fucked up, someone's going to Die. Point Blank.
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Never did post those dreams... Fuck. Oh well....

"'Excuse me. Excuse me, but are you all right?'

"'I'm so alone. I don't have any Friends. I keep eating them.'

"'Me too.'

"'Really?'

"'Uh-huh... *Smiles* Hungry?'"

"Transmetropolitan," issue 38.



I bought the new Transmet book.... Saw 8 Mile, tonight... Both of these things are good...

"No, I'm not dead. I cannot be killed. My own assistants have tried to kill me, but, like Rasputin, I notice not the poison and laugh at their icepicks. Shoot me in the lungs and I'll snarl and spit nicotine tar at you from the bulletholes."

"Transmetropolitan," issue 39.



Blech....i'm gone, till i'm not, anymore.

Strange Aeons, and all that....
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If there were to be, tomorrow, a statement sent around the world that all children of prostitutes, addicts, and minimum wage workers were to receive substandard care, schooling, and overall benefits, what would that do to your pale, frail, fragile little mind? Would you be outraged? Would you shrug and wander off, continuing about your daily lives, as if nothing had happened, and nothing had gone wrong? What if the statement also said, by way of explaining itself. "I mean... why should we spend money on the kids of whores, junkies, and slackers?" Would you accept it, reject it, or scream, till your throat was raw?

Answer now, because you may not get anther chance. Today, look at the areas of town which may not seem so nice. Look at the poverty and the shame, and the state of living where, to survive, you may have to do some very unpleasant things. Look at these areas and realise that there are children there, receiving a level of care that would make you feel less than human, were you to live it. They Do live it, though, and some of them turn out well. Some of them go on to succeed, on a national level, in various fields and realms. But for every one that succeeds, there are 5 more who wind up in prison, for cumulatively over half of their lives. And they didn't receive a level of cash, of substance, of provisions, benefits, and considerations, that the upper, or even middle classed children get. Because, "I mean... Why should we spend money on the kids of whores, junkies, and slackers?"

Right?

I'm not saying that these kids will all grow up to be wonderful human beings, if you give them a little more support, but i am saying that they'll have a better chance of it. Nature, Nurture, and understanding. If you treat people like they aren't worth a shit, then you eventually get them to believe it. They start acting like they aren't worth shit, and then, you wonder why crime rates go up, and why shit like drug use is on the rise. Don't be surprised. "There is a reason."

Treat people like they're worth a damn, no matter where they come from, and maybe we'll be able to cut some of this shit back. Otherwise, start from the ground up.

And if you can't do that, might as well Jump.

Back later.
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I feel sickish. Sinus Achey. Only the left one, though. I think it's a sinus infection. Started today. This sucks. Got food though...

May or may not be back, tonight.

Dream Well

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