Looking back through things in life that I can’t say I regret, I wonder to myself were certain lessons really worth the lesson that they taught?
I mean really was it that important for me to figure out the hard way by living and learning certain things that they were totally fucked up anyway?
Regardless these are lessons that I have learnt, despite ignoring the voice in the back of my mind telling me the opposite to what my actions were doing.
Ok so I have lived learned, been burned and continue to live and learn each day, each day just when you think you cannot possibly be shocked by another thing, there it is, the shocked thing faces you, as you come to a stop, a dead stand still, realising that your wrong by assuming that nothing else could possibly shock you.
Not surprisingly it is normally the stupidity of someone else that seems to raise that feeling that begins to set my blood from warm turning it right up to fucking boiling, and then beyond the point of boiling right into the bursting point where I find myself spewing my thoughts out in my blogs.
Yet I am still amazed at the utter disregard that humans show towards one another, how a grown man can continue walking past a couple arguing at a bus stop as he witness’s the female laying into the male, as the male out of sheer frustration hits her in the side of her face, throwing her down onto the concrete as the passer-by continues to walk on as though nothing out of the ordinary has occurred.
Regardless of how or why the couple are fighting, no man nor women has the right to physically assault another person, yet we as humans still continue to do this to one another, meanwhile people passing by would rather not get involved, as they claim it’s not their business.
What the fucking hell?
It’s not their business to get involved, but they will go about their day and tell their friends that they saw some chick get smashed into the pavement, after she laid into the boyfriend while they were waiting for the bus.
That really pisses me off.
Or worse, you know that a child is being hit and hit in a way that no kid deserves by their parent, who is ten times the size of this child, and you know that you cannot do anything about it.
Ok so you do the things you can, maybe you complain to the cops or the child safety wankers, about suspected child abuse, yet really this does not stop the fact that this kid is having the shit kicked out of him or her behind closed doors.
There are some things in our world that continue to shock and utterly piss me off, yet one voice which is normally my voice, makes very little actually no fucking difference in changing things that are not right within our world.
Sometimes I find myself wondering why the hell I even bother, and then I remember, I bother because I care, I bother because I can’t sit by and justify a homeless man dying on a public bus stop, with no family, I bother because I will be fucking heard out there somehow somewhere, sometime.
What goes around does come around, I know it does, just pisses me off at times how long the universe takes when using karma and inflicting onto others the pain and ongoing bullshit they continue to inflict onto others