Saturday, October 29, 2011
Pardon.... Everything.
I've been having a decent week, up's and downs with the positives and negatives, and then, as a matter of course, history starts repeating. It sucks, to be honest.
Anyway, I best start talking about something relevant, or everyone might leave! Oh, wait.... Bit late for that.
Late-ness aside, I found out something today. I was reading through some of my favorite quotes by Chuck Palahniuk,
And I came across one I found to be undeniably true. It was: "What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction."
I mean, isn't that what everyone is searching for? The perfect fit to that gaping maw of whatever endless, pointless vacuum that is there, sitting, waiting, longing to be fulfilled. Someone, or something (some people have... Odd... Tendencies.) that is there, exactly when you need them to be, hell, even when you don't? Don't we all want that? Sometimes, at least? Can't we just skip all the pointless frivolities and the mindless tedium of what this socially bankrupt world asks of us, and start looking for that? No, I guess not.
When in Rome, and all that.
Well, this is it.
Another pointless post by Apathetic Me.
“I've met God across his long walnut desk with his diplomas hanging on the wall behind him, and God asks me, "Why?" Why did I cause so much pain? Didn't I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique specialness? Can't I see how we're all manifestations of love? I look at God behind his desk, taking notes on a pad, but God's got this all wrong. We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens. And God says, "No, that's not right." Yeah. Well. Whatever. You can't teach God anything.”
Chuck Palahniuk quotes (American freelance Journalist, Satirist and Novelist. b.1961)
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