tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085193739265178416.post3924175052851548034..comments2023-05-12T08:30:04.800-04:00Comments on My Life as Me...: What's REally Important?BluExtacyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07110483681059341462noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085193739265178416.post-31413018610830767462009-02-09T23:32:00.000-05:002009-02-09T23:32:00.000-05:00and that is why i love you soooo much :) lol.. won...and that is why i love you soooo much :) lol.. wonderful rant.. *round of applause* see you get exactly what i was trying to say..BluExtacyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07110483681059341462noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085193739265178416.post-28286922827734624292009-02-09T12:49:00.000-05:002009-02-09T12:49:00.000-05:00"Since when did personal experience have no bearin..."Since when did personal experience have no bearing? This country is headed for destruction, and the mass population is to blind to see it. It's just so sad. We have become so consumed by image, so consumed by greed, by money, by material objects.."<BR/><BR/>And it's things like this, that keep me far away from the politics of this country. There is no point in even worrying about any of it, because all it would do, is stress me the fuck out. No one would think twice about what I had to say, what I felt about the situation. I'm nothing but a high school drop out, who's dumb as a door knob. At least, that's how they would see me.<BR/><BR/>I am brilliant, I have a genius IQ, but I have no education to back it up. I guess you could call me a rebel. I realized soon on that with out that 'education' no one would take me seriously, but that there pissed me off. So, I quit school. If people can't listen to me, and know that what I am saying is true, just because I don't have the degrees to back it up, fuck them. <BR/><BR/>Fuck them. I don't need them in my life. I worry about me, and mine. Worrying about who is in office, etc, is just going to hurt me. In the long run, it's going to hurt. I'd likely die of a massive heart attack at 45, if I allowed myself to care about the politics of this country. Corrupt as it is. I don't see it changing. <BR/><BR/>I know I can't change it, but one person at a time. Slowly but surely, I am changing it. Changing it where it matters most. Those of us on the bottom. If I can help make the life of one person better, by showing them, and letting them find what truly matters in this world, like love, trust, honor, faith, with in themselves, and those around them (not political figures) than I have succeeded. <BR/><BR/>I then move on. This is my life. It is how I chose to live it. I have enough to worry about, when it comes to will I have something to eat tonight? Or do I have enough warm clothes for when it gets too cold? Can I pay for the electric and gas, while barely making minimum wage, at ten hours a week? For those that follow politics, more power to you. <BR/><BR/>Just like I'd appreciate being allowed to ignore them, I think they'd appreciate me ignoring that they follow them. To each is own. What makes you happy, makes you happy. <BR/><BR/>What makes me happy? The people in my life, in my immediate life. Not those in office. They don't give a rats ass about me, or about anyone but themselves. Least that's what I've only come to see. Who knows though with Obama in office, he seems to be one that actually cares. Let's see how long that lasts. <BR/><BR/>I could keep on, but I wont. I'm ending this now. <BR/><BR/>What is really important to me? Me. You. Mine. Ours.Xinaedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15598866065339218911noreply@blogger.com