curbdrop out of grace

ch 2

there's something comforting about snow on the roads. what it calls out is, don't go the fuck outside or my wind will cut you like the blades of yesterdays. ghosts in the cold poke with sharp precision in all your weakest areas. yes, you are weak and vulerable.

you will die. but just not yet. so don't lay down don't go to sleep. you still have many more years of misery and moments of fleeting happiness.

when it's so cold and i have nothing much to do, i stay inside where i am safe with my thoughts. there is rational thought in the air. that's why i am sitting here alone bored out of my mind with my mind on the toxins that will make my mind drift out of these subjects. the damn fucking snow. i can blame others for once.

people love soup on cold days. fuck that. get me a broth and chopped chicken and mixed veggies. same thing? no mine is not completely from a can.

my mom is busy preparing lunch. my dad is working out. i am trying to get a better life by taking advantage of sickness. i hope to sell out afterall like she said i would.

today is black friday. i refuse to go shopping today and wake up at hours only fit for vampires. is getting up 5 hours early to go out into the darkness only to wait in lines with other fatty pigs with hands wrapped carefully guarding their bellies full of feed. eye on the prize fatty. you'd better take it easy and take some deep breaths or else your bulging eyes might just pop out of your greedy face.

what's worse than the upperclass? the upperclass cheapass. you have money, so why are you going through such pains to save a few bucks here and there? is it worth the aggrivation? apparently you think so whereas people like me will come in following the aftermath and pick up the pieces you could not carry. so i pay a little more, at least i didn't cheapen my values.

consumerism is fantastic because it promotes spending and capitalism by believing the theory that the more everyone spends, the more jobs there are, the more money there is to spend, etc etc until everyone makes a buck. everyone.

please allow me to retort. say the human universe is at 6.5 billion worldwide and suddenly, everyone starts making some money. not saying everyone is rich but everyone is surviving. first, the world may not be able to support this supply of bodies with fuel. second and more importantly, there is only a limited amount of money available in the world. there really is. if everyone suddenly has more money, that's called inflation and means that all the money everyone has is now worth less than what it used to. you cannot create more money ever. we're at a point where anything worth owning (land, women, arabian horses, religion) all has been bought and is under the ownership of some early bird fuck. so now that it's all owned, that's it. no more.

given the inflation factor mentioned, then getting everyone jobs and money can't actually ever happen. i mean maybe for North America but that is a seesaw situation that results in other less fortunate countries to suffer for our sins. yes we are bastards and the fact that we know and admit make us cocky bastards. our consumeristic and capitalistic actions and way of life are indeed then life ruiners for other "humans".

so i'm not saying i'm above all this completely. i'm just saying i am not going out to shop on black friday. and this is more to do with it being too cold and me being too lazy to venture into stuffy crowds on a day still 30 days out of christmas.

posted by fillshe @ 11:31 AM