
Gibberish within gibberish
I’m just trying to find meaning ya’ll. Trying to find a purpose. Like everyone inhabiting this odd planet whether they admit it or not. No matter how they were raised. Shit I don’t care if you’re a fucking child molester we’re all looking for meaning. (Seriously though. If you are into children and you’re reading this: turn yourself in, but also thanks for reading.)
I’m like Stitch from Lilo and Stitch. I’m lost, but most of us are. That’s the price we pay for inhabiting this planet. At least that’s what I believe to be true from science bitch! We are lucky. Yet as a species we overdue, over exaggerate, and over think. We are our own worst enemies. If there is other life out there I wish you the best. I don’t like to think of what exists beyond our world because I can barely hang on to the one I inhabit. It makes me feel small, and I already feel small. So what’s the point? Like Stitch I have been born without a clear path. There is one that is written based on the world I live in, but I’m not sure I agree with it. I feel out of place. I feel alone. I feel constricted and torn. Out of shape and out of place. Will it always be this way? Like Stitch am I meant for something beyond myself as a whole? Without realizing it? There is no clear answer. Only what you make of it.
Are you sensing a theme here dear reader? Look into the nearest mirror. What do you see? It’s a simple exercise, but if you do it every day what you see becomes less simple. Dissect and reconnect. Dissect and reconnect. Dissect and reconnect. One more time. Dissect and reconnect. Learn to love yourself, because if everyone had a mirror in front of them before they died they’d realize one thing: you’re all you got. Nobody can truly connect with you the way you do. That doesn’t mean you have to isolate yourself. It means keep yourself in check. That mirror you see yourself in isn’t perfect. It never will be. It’s dirty and cracked, but learn to love it anyway. You can’t fix it so learn to accept it. The sooner you do that the sooner I can go and masturbate. Deep right?